It was a whirlwind weekend but one of the nicest parts was visiting the Whites. Sarah is a little over 31 weeks now and is glowing! Looking at the photo, I'm completely amazed at how fresh she looked at 9pm on Saturday night while I looked (and felt) like a zombie. She is an inspiration. And it was wonderful to spend hours talking about being pregnant. While other friends might be fine with the occasional conversation here and there about the process, I certainly get self conscious about talking too much about the myriad of experiences I'm having. Even though my life is certainly dominated by my burgeoning belly, it's not everyone's current experience. But 2 pregnant ladies in a room together, all decorum goes out the window.
Today I'm having the distinct feeling of being much larger than I was 5 months ago. I'm suppose to be larger, I tell myself. I'm right in the middle of the suggested weight gain for the week I am, I tell myself. But, frankly, I feel like a house. I gotta get over this skinny is beautiful thing, but, of course, the media and my own body preferences just don't help. Hmmm... off to look at beautiful preggo belly picts to make me feel better.
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