So, my belly button is slowly but surely disappearing as we speak. At times I think it's completely gone but there is a slight indentation, so I'm going to say it's still there. What's going to happen to it after it's flat? Will it pop out then? Should I be saying "farewell" to my navel ring along with my farewell to my belly button as I have always known it? Right now I have plenty of room and there's no bother. I guess we'll cross that bridge when I come to it.
Today I tried on all my sweater dresses that I was thrilled I was going to be able to keep wearing throughout my pregnancy. They're sweaters so, you know, they stretch. They stretch out perfectly for a growing baby belly. What I didn't consider is that as they stretch, they also move in an upward motion. So what this means is that my sweater DRESSES are now just sweaters. So, I say farewell to my lovely sweater dresses that keep me warm in the winter and comfortable at work. Instead, I can wear the nicer dresses I have that are longer or maternity pants. Ok, I can still wear some pre-pregnancy pants, just as long as they sit at my hip bones. I don't have many of those pants because this long torso makes it hard to wear such pants but I will make due. Not too much longer to go.
I already said farewell to my ability to keep an exercise routine. Never in a million years would I have pegged myself for the lazy pregnant girl. I never realized how tired pregnancy can make me either or how I have to stay on a food schedule so I don't end up sick. So I guess I can say farwell to the feeling that I am in control of my body.
Bruce thinks I'm freaking out over this stuff, and I am, a little. But I would go through anything if it means I help grow a perfectly healthy little girl to kiss and cuddle. Freaky stuff happens when you're pregnant but it's so worth it every time I feel her hiccup or stretch or roll around inside me. It's love.
