Sometimes the sweet life of candy ain’t that sweet. Not that anything is wrong – on the contrary – everything, if you put it into perspective is absolutely wonderful. It is all just a state of mind…
So what the heck and I going on about, and why have I been keeping such a low profile…? Well the good, wonderful news is that I am expecting again! YAY! And I truly mean it – Baruch Hashem. On the other hand, the first three months I felt like crap. To put it plainly, exhausted, nauseous, and beyond irritable. So irritable I even irritate myself! Every noise and smell gets under my skin, every move out place seems horrendously bad, and I know, I am being a hormonal, irrational big lump! Did I say BIG – oh boy – that’s another thing, when I say I am expecting in December, people look at me as if I am nuts, ” The woman must be having sextuplets.”, is what they are thinking. Ok – all of you out there, after multiple pregnancies, I just get bigger – OK!! There is only one bun in the oven, so if you see me, try avoid asking me how many I am having.
Phew! what a relief, it is out in the open now. So now I feel I can get back to my writing, and not feel like I have to hold back. Sugardaddy hates me to say I am pregnant, although at 2 weeks I already look about 2 months, so by this stage, 15 weeks, I look like I am due any day now. But I am not. I can enjoy the glorious summer in swollen glamor. I can wear those baby-doll dresses, and not care if I look pregnant – I am!
In fact there is a whole slew of things I can get away with while pregnant. Strangers carry things for you – because they think you are fragile and unable to do things. They should only know how I have to carry my sleeping 35 pound 3-year-old from the car up to my 6th floor apartment.
I can eat ANYTHING I want – and just blame it on a craving. EVEN Sugardaddy is too afraid to remark, while I stuff my face with cream filled donuts. No that was just an exaggeration, I don’t do that at all, but I might get the craving later!
And, I can fall asleep at 8:30 pm ad leave all the dinner things to Sugar to put away – that is true marital bliss, on my part anyway!
So there. Now you have it. Keep posted for some more rants and raves from a big ol’ preggie woman. I promise to find the good too though!