Tuesday, October 03, 2006

What's that in your pants?

So, today I channel the late, great Johnny Cash...black is slimming, right? Not so much when your maternity pants are still too large and create that "freshly taken crap" look in the ass of my trousers. Pulling them up can create an uncomfortable camel toe. What's a girl to do? I have always thought of my hind end as plump enough to fill out the seat of any pants - but apparently, maternity pants have a mind of their own. Sag, sag, sag.

But on a brighter note - baby is kicking all of the time! It feels like little muscle spasms in my belly. Baby is fond of the right side or the lower abdomen...it's happening more during the day, but when I'm active, baby is usually rocked to sleep, so I notice more at night.

Yesterday, I purchased a lovely shade of mint-green for the walls of the nursery. I thought, won't this be darling! I nice neutral green that I can add more color to after the baby is born. Well, "Mint Mist" - eff you! You look more like a fluorescent lime exploded on my wall and now I have to go back to Lowe's, get another gallon and do it all over again. Bah Humbug! But first I can guarantee I'll paint the second coat - just to make sure. I stink!

I have the concentration of a 2 year old at work these days. I get a little work done, browse the baby clothes. Do a little more work, browse the maternity clothing. A little more work, check out the nursery furniture. This is my day. My brain is totally preoccupied with house, baby, nursery and everything going on except for my actual paying job. I have successfully written down a variety of items I'd like to register for from Babies R Us and Target. The list sits right next to my computer - just next to the color print-out of the crib and changing table/dresser I'm interested in. What's a girl to do? I've got bigger things on the brain besides babysitting my clients. And my belly. Which, by the way is growing. I'm supposed to put my weight and waist measurements in my baby book every few days. Do you think I'm actually going to? Hell to the no! I wouldn't tell anyone my waist size before I was pregnant - let alone now that it's 38 times bigger. I'm proud of my baby...but I haven't decided about the body going along with it.

Well, since it's taken me nearly four days to get this posted, I suppose I should stop. I'll alert you when more fascinating details arise...xoxo.

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