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Sunday, March 17, 2013

I think I'm getting to the point of being full o' baby. Like, the up to my chin with baby kind of full o' baby.
I have no idea what size I am anymore.
Shoes definitely do not fit. I tried on a pair of running shoes the other day and wanted to cry because they were far bigger than my non-pregnant feet would wear, yet they weren't big enough. And who knows how big my feet will be when they're done doubling as marshmallows?
In clothing, I'm somewhere between small and large. Like, I wear all three sizes- from the same company! Riddle me that. Most days, I think about going to a thrift shop, buying a few flat sheets, cutting a hole in the middle big enough to put my head through, and belting the sucker.I could get some lovely floral patterns, I'm sure.
So yeah, aside from feeling a little like the Stay-Puff, things are good.
I've been a nurse for almost two weeks (officially), My Sweet Husband and I are on a wild home hunt (please pray, cross your fingers, excise demons, do a rain dance, or whatever you do for good ju-ju in hopes we find one soon!!), and I am holding open auditions for foot gnomes. Or fairies. Or anyone else willing to rub my potatoes feet on command.
One thing I was a little unprepared for in my third trimester is the sensation that I am the Very Hungry Caterpillar. Like, All. The. Time.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Did you know you can rent maternity clothes?
My sister turned me on to Rent the Runway a while back. It's a site where you can rent couture clothing. Only I've had no use or it 'cause I don't go anywhere fancy. I'd be renting Oscar de la Renta and Calvin Klein dresses to vacuum the house in. And those dresses deserve better than that.
But I started thinking about renting maternity clothes back when I had my husband's Christmas party to go to. I had a bump that was not going to be concealed, no matter how hard I tried. I went shopping for dresses, but had  a really hard time justifying the price for a dress I was going to wear once. Hence my desire for renting maternity clothes.
It turns out that you can rent everything from jeans to designer dresses for far cheaper than buying most maternity clothing.
I was reminded of this in this morning's email blast that let me know I had a coupon waiting.
But what the maternity rental clothing place fails to realize is that I am to the point in pregnancy where I would like new skin. A whole new body, really.
I am not so fond of this third trimester morning sickness business. And who came up with that name anyway? They should be shot.
There are about four hours out of the day where I don't feel nauseous for hours before puking, and I am sleeping the majority of that time. Not even zofran helps.
Have I mentioned that it is awesome to be me?
I have friends running half marathons and talking about it like they do it in their sleep. I have friends running ultra marathons. I think they do it with one eye open. Me? My mega accomplishment? Making it around the block or up the stairs without huffing and puffing. And I mean waling, not running.
I caught a glimpse of myself as I ran passed some store windows while trying on running shoes (I can't seem to wedge my puffy tootsies into any of my current shoes, which makes walking challenging.