The Dirt on Pregnancy Weblog

I went shopping for the second round of maternity clothes this weekend. I have found a maternity re-sale shop that I like so I started and finished there. I just can’t justify replacing my entire wardrobe within 5 months for full price. I think I was pretty successful and brought home a bag full of clothes to hang in my practically empty closet. (I moved another 2 bins full of pre-pregnancy clothes to the basement.) The sad part is trying everything on while thinking to yourself, “this should still fit..” and then it doesn’t. The clothes I got this time around are a little baggy because I wanted to have room to grow into them, so they make me look a little more pregnant than I am.  But, as I told my husband, “it’s time to start showing people that I’m pregnant and not just pudgy.”  Some days I’ll wear a baggy fleece or sweatshirt and try to hide my pregnant belly but I think those days will begin to dwindle. I’m not ashamed to be pregnant or anything, I think I’m just avoiding the dreaded moment when everyone thinks it’s okay to run up to you and touch your stomach. What is that all about anyway? Do they want proof that it’s really your stomach and not a pillow? Is having a baby belly just so freakish that people have to touch? It gets really weird when someone that you’re not even close to touches you. I can understand best friends, but distant relatives or co-workers? The whole thing is odd and I’ve prepared myself for lots of intrusions into my personal space but I think if people just asked first, I’d feel a lot more comfortable. I doubt I’ll ever say no if someone asks (well, maybe) but at least they asked first.

On another note, the latest round of blood test results are in and so far we have a perfectly healthy baby!