I have learned that when I am pregnant, people are really nice to me. Students don't put up an unnecessary fuss over my tutoring. People don't aggravate me as much. Everyone tip-toes around me and doesn't complain that I have to eat and pee all the time. No one wants to upset the pregnant lady. It's kind of nice.
I also have students making a fuss over me in some of the cutest ways. I dropped a pencil the other day and this girl practically dove under the table to get it for me. People are letting me go through doors first and all manner of other chivalrous acts. It's really funny, but it's also basically awesome. After throwing up 10 times a day in the first part of my pregnancy, it's really nice to enjoy some of pregnancy's perks.
I am gigantic, though, which is less of a perk. I have gained 20 pounds so far. Only 2 of those is baby. Uh oh. So I have engaged in Pilates again, which is at least making me feel better, and it's also good for all that labor stuff I keep hearing about. I wish I could just fall asleep and wake up and find the baby already out and lying next to me, like a bear. That would be nice. I've also been thinking about how nice it would be if I could just lay an egg. Unfortunately, as a human mammal, this is the way it's done, so I'll just have to continue to grin and bear it.
I have an appointment with my mid-wife on Tuesday, which is nice because I'm almost 7 months pregnant and it's about time to make sure we're gonna be ready for take-off when the time comes.
Baby is getting really strong. 'Bout punched a hole in my liver the other day while I was tutoring. The sensation was so strong that I completely lost my train of thought in the middle of my sentence. So if anything else, we have a mighty baby.
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