Friday, June 21, 2013

My Bump. My Bump. My Lovely Baby Bump.

27 weeks.(tomorrow 6/22/13)
 
You asked. So here you go. Bah! I mean I know most pregnant women moan and groan about feeling fat. And big. And round. So, I won't do that- even though I feel that way a lot of the time. That scale has already crept up past numbers I've ever seen before and it makes me feel uncomfortable. Where will this thing top out? How much more weight can I gain in three months? I've lost weight before and I know I can do it again. Hello, I'm making a baby here- I know this. I just wish I was "all baby belly" instead of bigger everywhere.
 
I'm still feeling well and enjoying pregnancy for the most part. I've had to break down and buy a couple of pairs of shorts. And pregnancy shorts are just like all other ladies shorts: 2" inseam OR down to the mid-knee. I've been wearing a lot of skirts and dresses (and one pair of khaki capris that are comfortable) and a far away friend sent me some of this in the mail which I had never seen before, but really love. It's a cream that turns powdery and lasts a lot longer than baby powder to prevent chubby summer thighs from chafing. - Sorry, but it's true.
 
Next week is our annual convention in San Antonio. The annual convention for the non-profit that I work for. There are two of us planning, coordinating, arranging, organizing... Right up my alley. Only now, I'm pregnant and details (which normally ARE) are not my greatest strength. Things slip my mind these days. I have lists everywhere. Even more so than normal. So, that's what I've been up to; preparing for our largest event of the year. 450 members. 35 vendors. 10-20 guest speakers. We leave next Tuesday to head to the resort where we are hosting the event and will return Sunday. I know I will be working pretty much non-stop each day we are away, BUT I hope to get in some sitting by the pool time. And some reading time. And some relaxing time.
 
I've invited three different people to go along with me, and it just seems as if it's not working out for anyone. And Chris can't tag along because he leaves for youth camp the day after we return. My mom, sisters and close friends are busy. So, at this point I'm thinking that maybe I should just go alone. Maybe I need some alone time. I just wanted someone else to enjoy the lovely amenities and location with me----But, if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. I can stand being alone. The worst part will be the long, five hour drive. I HATE DRIVING. I have mentioned that before. I hate being in a car for anything over two hours. I'm sure I can easily make this trip into a six hour event- potty breaks and leg stretching breaks included. And the fact that I'm the only one in Texas who drives the speed limit.
 
Chris says this will be the last alone time I may have for a very long time. Not just alone time to run and get a haircut and stop at the grocery store, hoping that I wasn't gone for too long. Really Me time.
 
I am feeling well. Into the third trimester we go. I promise to post more pictures as we go along. I can not wait to meet our little girl.
 
 

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