I look back now and wish I had recorded more of my thoughts during my pregnancy. I wrote one or two entries in my journal about it, but nothing significant. To be perfectly honest, I hated being pregnant at the time, but now I miss it so much. I really had such an easy time.
There was nothing I couldn't eat. There were 2 things I couldn't drink (besides alcohol): orange juice and coffee. Two things I really love to drink. I didn't gain much weight. In fact, from behind, you couldn't even tell I was pregnant. There were many people at HEB that I heard huff and puff behind me because I was going too slow--hello, I was pregnant. I didn't have much back ache. Although, I was uncomfortable sitting and laying, but what pregnant woman isn't? I loved to rub my belly. Kevin would make fun of me for that. I don't know why I did, I just did.
I got to wear my clothes for quite sometime. However, there came a time when I finally had to break down and get maternity pants. I purchased a belly band, but I hated it. I hated anything touching my belly. Well, shirts were okay, but any maternity pants elastic waist bands were annoying as hell. I wish I could have afforded some cuter clothes, but alas, I could not. Besides, my boobs were so huge that many of them didn't look right or were cut too low at the neck showing all my cleavage to my students.
Speaking of my students. They were so good about dealing with me and my mood swings. I loved how some of my students would say hi to Logan before saying hi to me, and that the ones I had a good relationship with felt comfortable enough to rub my belly. There were a few annoying ones, but I rather not think about them. They are not important now. For the last 2 months of school I had Logan's name on the board because I was sick of telling my students what his name would be--but of course there were those students that didn't read the board and asked me anyway.
Yes, thinking back, it really wasn't that bad at all. I didn't get hemoroids. I didn't get any more spider veins on my legs. My feet didn't swell. I did have constipation, but the stool softener helped a lot.
I think one of my favorite pregnant moments was playing kickball during flight time. I was annoyed with the students that they thought it was too cold to play. They were being so lazy. I showed them even a pregnant woman could play. One student kicked the ball and I tried to jump and catch it. I started this momentum going backwards and I fell on my butt. I then tried to make it look "graceful" by going right into a back roll before getting up. It was quite amazing. I wasn't worried about Logan at all. Prior to this I had read that the sac was a great bumper for the baby and he wouldn't get hurt if I bumped my tummy every now and then.
I have decided that I do want to get pregnant again. I don't want to wait too long. I know right now is not good as Kevin is not working. But maybe in a year or two we can do it again. And next time I want to do everything I didn't do this time--be better at recording what is going on--my thoughts and such; take photos every month of my tummy; maybe take pregnancy photos if we have the cash. And of course, when the baby is born, I hope to get newborn photos done. But that's a different blog--what I would do the second time around once baby gets here.
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