This baby feels like he/she is trying to exit my body via my belly button.
It's way too uncomfortable for me to be only five months pregnant.
I keep checking every day for the dreaded stretch marks. My mom never had any, and so far I have none, but my skin feels stretched so tightly that I can't imagine NOT looking like a roadmap by the time we're through. My belly button is getting sooo shallow. Plus, I keep second-guessing my weight. Thus far, I've only gained five pounds in all five months, but I know that when I go to the doctor on Wednesday I will have gained more. I know that's not BAD, but it's not natural to feel okay about the scale inching up, even though I have a good reason. I don't FEEL too much like a moo cow, but I definitely want to try and keep my weight under control during this pregnancy so I don't have crazy amounts of damage to undo once Le Tot arrives, and I don't want to gain too quickly. I'm trying to watch my portion sizes and I really haven't been eating too terribly, but some days....it's hard. Like today--I came home from school and I really wanted a little snack. We have plenty of yogurt, but I eat yogurt twice a day and that's really not what I wanted. I already had cheese today with my spinach salad, and the only other "ready-made" snacks we have are pretzels and Ritz. I've had my fill of those for a long while. In fact, I felt as though I could cry when Mr. ABC123 suggested that I eat Ritz. I may never be able to eat them again.
So, as we speak, he's making a quick stop for tortilla chips and salsa.
It's whole grain and vegetables...right?
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