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The Ugly Side of the Bump

I'm a female. And so are you...at least, I'm pretty sure I have no consistent male readers (except for maybe Steve, but he can totally handle awkwardness of the female variety, but I digress). So I can talk about this garbage, and you can sympathize even if you haven't walked this road. Cause we are females, we do that for each other.

What the crap, Pregnancy?

Maybe, I'm just hormonal today, maybe the Prego Fairy just smacked me a bit hard with her "fat" stick, I don't know...either way, I have a bone to pick with her.

I think, like many women, I was a bit disillusioned by the thoughts of pregnancy before I was actually pregnant. Don't misunderstand, I am eternally grateful for this whole experience (especially since we had been told this was unlikely to happen, at all) and I am more than willing to make sacrifices for my family. Totally. I think I was just misinformed. No one really talks about the ugly side of the bump.

I have no clue how many blogs I have read (and written, for that matter) about the magical awesomeness that is pregnancy. To be fair, it has its amazing, tender moments. To be more fair, it has twice as many cruel ones, that really, you have to laugh at. Otherwise, you cry. Lately, I tend to do both.

For example.....

A few weeks ago, while visiting the hubby in Wyoming, we made a day trip to Jackson Hole for a little "us" time. While there, I experienced my most embarrassing moment during my pregnancy, possibly during my life. We meandered into a museum and leisurely strolling through the various exhibits. I should probably mention I was suffering through some fairly severe allergies and was having massive difficulty controlling my endless sneezing...Anyway, while B was describing this thing or that (I can't remember which) I felt what can only be described as an "uber-sneeze" begin to work its way through my sinuses and to my nose. I should probably also mention that I had also lost control over other bodily functions a few weeks prior, and was rarely given warning as to when one of those attacks might rear its ugly head. (Oh, yes...THOSE.) So, unable to control my body at all, I emitted explosion sounds...from both ends of my body. Yep. I let one rip in public. B was nothing if not horrified and completely stunned. He just stared at me, mouth hanging open, unable to speak for about 20 seconds before he just backed out of the room. All the while, I could do nothing but laugh hysterically.

Then there are nights like last night. For those who know me well, my weight "ballooned" there for a few years and then I lost it. I worked dang hard to lose it. About 2 months ago, as the numbers on the scale were creeping up rapidly despite my best efforts of keep them down, I became totally and completely discouraged and vowed to avoid the scale from then on, even turning around at the doctor's office so I didn't have to know the number. Somehow its ok for my doctor to know the number, but just not me. Can't even go there. But last night, curiosity killed the cat and I dragged the scale out from behind the toilet and gingerly stepped on it....only to look down at the number and have it reduce me to tears... a sniveling, weeping, sobbing mess. Just reliving it in my head makes me well up all over again.

Darn hormones.

I have a temper like you wouldn't believe, and it strikes for no apparent reason. I have never been less physically appealing in my life and it discourages me to no end, and its only going to get worse. I fear I will never gain control over my bodily functions again and my husband will wonder what kind of girl he married. I swear I'm still feminine...somewhere on the inside. I think.

There is soo two sides of the bump. The loveliness, the tender moments, belly kisses, kicking, belly pictures, anticipation, the side I think my heart resides on more often than not...love it...the other side, the ugly side, not so much. I'm definitly living on the ugly side of the bump today.

So, like I said. What the crap, Pregnancy?

19 and 20 Weeks

Her senses, now developed, lead me to quiet moments, all alone, just the two of us, so I can sing to her. We are so eager to kiss her little fingers and toes, to play with her, to just simply love her.
She constantly reminds me that she is around...tapping my belly at my desk, fluttering around my tummy after a workout, kicking me swiftly if I accidentally roll over on my stomach when I sleep. I love being aware of her, knowing she is there.
Finally we know that she is actually a she and we are feeling so blessed. Already, she goes by Olivia and it seems to suit her so perfectly. She has turned her parents into a blubbering mess in the best possible sense. We love her already.

Apparently, THIS Is Important

This morning I was reading an article online about how our lives would be impacted during "the worst case scenario" of a Swine Flu pandemic. The article lists thing after thing of horrible ways our lives would be affected should major disaster strike. Among the obvious "schools shutting down" and "possible shortage of hospital beds" they felt it important to include:

"People would avoid movie theaters and rent DVDs instead."

Seriously? This statement falls under "Worst Case Scenario?" Worst case scenario that also includes 90 million be affected and a shortage of vaccination and necessary health care? Really?

And........

Here it is...

Only here by demand.....

My 5 month belly.

Um?

When the husband and I saw this movie trailer on TV the other night we were left speechless. Jaws on the floor, all we could do was stare at each other, completely dumbfounded, utterly disturbed.

We give the mere concept of this movie two very enthusiastic thumbs down.