It Has Only Just Begun

Today I bought our first box of wipes. Everyone has been telling me to start stocking up on diapers and wipes as I go to Sam's & Walmart. Well, I started today. We are the proud owners of 720 baby wipes, yet we have no baby bottom to wipe just yet. We will be prepared by December, for sure.

And this is how I feel....like the Blueberry Girl from Willy Wonka. I know, I know...I have a LONG road ahead of me. I am at that "I feel like a big ole lump of frump" stage. I am seeing the light bulb go off in peoples eyes when I say "Yes, I'm pregnant" because they have been staring at me thinking, "A little too much buffet or is that a baby bump...hmmm?"

Blueberry Girl, that's me. That is the best way to describe how I feel this week. This in between stage of not looking really pregnant yet but feeling every bit of it is an odd place to be.

Was it odd for you? Let me know how you did with it.

Abby

Comments

Posh Mommy said…

I so remember that feeling. You want to wear a sign that says "I am with child!" And. . . You want to wear your maternity cloths, but they do not fit and your normal cloths do not fit. The one good thing for me, I was able to wear scrubs. It will all get better around 18-20 weeks. That was when it was obvious for others to see I was pregnant. I felt my best from about 16-36 weeks with Brynlee. With William, a different story I a smaller time frame of feeling good. It will all pass fast. Enjoy every moment if you can!!

June 10, 2009 at 9:55 PM

Jodi said…

Yes, I remember that stage very well with my first pregnancy. I popped out much quicker with my 2nd and 3rd, lol.

I remember wanting to wear a sign, that said,"I'm not fat, I'm pregnant". Now, I don't have that excuse, though...unfortunately, lol.

Enjoy it! I'm so excited to be following your pregnancy journey on the blog:)

June 11, 2009 at 5:17 PM

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