Summer lovin…

Posted by amanda on May 17, 2008 in Uncategorized |

I’m glad I wont be preg­nant in the dead of sum­mer.  The “oh my God, it’s so hot I cant breath” of sum­mer, the “I know its a dec­o­ra­tive pond…I don’t care I’m div­ing in any­way” of sum­mer.  I should be done before it gets REALLY nasty out. 

Many women I know have said they’d rather die than be preg­nant in sum­mer, even in early sum­mer like I will be.  It’s the bugs, the hot car, the mug­gi­ness, the inabil­ity to escape the heat for long enough.  That’s a lie.  I know what the worst part about being preg­nant dur­ing the sum­mer months is… and it has less to do with the heat and more to do with the dress­ing room. 

Many woman may dis­agree with me, they are of course those “skinny preg­nant” women.  The ones that seem to only grow a belly, and its cute and round and super sweet look­ing.  I on occa­sion see these women and won­der what they looked like before if this is all preg­nancy has done to them, I imag­ine damn near invis­i­bly thin women, but maybe they are just lucky.  Maybe they just ate really healthy and con­tin­ued jog­ging.  Who knows.  I’m not one of them.  I am ROUND.  Round with a cap­i­tal R…but I digress.

The last cou­ple months of my preg­nancy may put me in the posi­tion where I need one more piece of preggo cloth­ing.  This is the worst part of a sum­mer preg­nancy, look­ing for a mater­nity bathing suit.  As if find­ing a bathing suit when you aren’t carry an extra per­son and all of the cush­ion that goes with it isn’t bad enough.  No you have to go and find some­thing that you can float around like a whale in and try it on.  The bathing suits them­selves aren’t that bad, it’s the full length mir­rors on both sides that do it.  Strip­ping down and see­ing the front and back in bad light and tight quar­ters is enough to make any­one say “thats it…it’s one baby for me then let me recover at the plas­tic sur­geons office”.

Now I was no skinny chicken before but I’m pretty sure my thighs weren’t that lumpy, my stom­ach didn’t span that far, my butt wasn’t that padded, and my hips…no way…no pos­si­ble way they were that wide.  I attribute some to the baby yes.  I’m hon­est though, I know I’ve had lit­tle exer­cise moti­va­tion and a love for car­bo­hy­drates.  I fear a bit for what I look like once the cute round part goes away.  Back to watch­ing what I eat like a hawk and walking…walking a lot…and yoga…and pilates…

I  did  get this sweet rack though…I’m hop­ing I get to keep that for at least  awhile …

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2 Comments

  • Mom says:

    So you are not a straw with a ten­nis ball stuck in the mid­dle. You are “fecund” my lit­tle word col­lec­tor. Love ya.

  • Amanda says:

    Funny you say that as I was told that I look like a ripe fruit just the other day :)

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