I find that I have both tons and nothing to say or write about these days. I blame pregnancy for this.
It is hard, for me anyways, to not get self-absorbed when I am pregnant. My normal day-to-day awareness of my self, physcial and mental and emotional, goes into overdrive. Partially it is that while I am getting better, I’m still sick at least a little every day, so my physical self is never far from my thoughts. What feels weird today? Do I look bigger or smaller today (it really does flucuate. From what I understand this is due to gas and “bowel distension”, which, thanks Babycenter.com for that piece of information that makes me feel even sexier than usual)? When will I gag?
Baby stuff is on my mind all the time too. Boy or girl? Name*? How will we make all this work?
I feel like most people have this much interest in talking about other people’s pregnancy: ————-
The average pregnant woman has this much to say about being pregnant: ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
You can see the problem. I feel boring to myself these days.
*On the whole name thing: we finalized our name choices this weekend but are opting not to share at this point. I will say that the girl name is lovely and old fashioned. The boy name is old fashioned and a bit quirky. I love them both and will feel sad about the one we don’t get to use.