Friday, May 13, 2005

Same Time, Last Year

A journal entry from this time last year.

May 13, 2004
04:41 pm - PG Thoughts

Some things about pregnancy that I never really understood until I was here...
  • swelling hands,
  • feeling like my feet are going to explode,
  • getting what I call "porn boobs,"
  • the baby dancing on my bladder and having to go, then not, then having to go, then not,
  • getting out of bed to go to the bathroom at LEAST 2x per night,
  • back and side aches,
  • being out of breath up one flight of stairs,
  • loss of balance,
  • loss of any sense of my own body,
  • no margaritas,
  • various food restrictions,
  • hunger,
  • being weighed every month,
  • having someone poke around my cootchie at the doctor's office, which increases as the weeks do,
  • terrifying thought of ACTUALLY GIVING BIRTH,
  • the fact that my hair is no longer mine, it has a mind of its own,
  • the fact that some people talk to my stomach before they talk to me,
  • strangers rubbing my stomach,
  • strangers telling me my belly is too small or too big,
  • not being able to do anything for myself,
  • increased body temp a.k.a. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?"
  • trouble putting on my own shoes - they are getting tighter AND bending over is no treat; I think I painted my own toes for the last time the other day,
  • the adventures of GETTING DRESSED EVERY MORNING! and realizing that all my "cute" summer clothes from last year will probably be out of style by the time I'm are able to fit into them again,
  • And of course, the fact that I always feel like I've peed myself.

And back to the present, my eye is much better thanks!


  • At 11:15 AM, May 15, 2005, Blogger Jeffadizzle said…

    It is CrAzY how time flies ... glad your eye is better!

  • At 1:49 AM, May 18, 2005, Blogger CheekyMoo said…

    Isn't it nice to go down memory lane. All of that is so worth it. That was such a nice read. It gave me a laugh, and made me feel nostalgic all in one. I love the photo of Liam's hands. So tiny! I have a photo of both of my children's hands similar. In the scrapbook underneath the photo I put a little poem I heard once: "These little hands will never grow, these little hands will stay just so, When I am grown and far away, these little hands with you will stay."


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