Funny stuff I'd forgotten about being pregnant
I'd forgotten how weird and great pregnancy is. It's only been six years since I last sported a baby bump; but hey, things have happened since then.
Food aversion, for example, is no joke. I don't remember having such a rift with food during my first pregnancy, but this time around is a different story. I literally could not open the fridge for the first eight weeks of this first trimester because well, eggs. I owe a huge debt to Cliff Bars and ginger ale for getting me through the tough times.
Maternity clothes, I had completely blocked those out. I was able to wear my regular, non-pregnant jeans for several weeks this time, then I had to turn to sweat pants. There's a bag of my maternity clothes somewhere up in the attic, and eventually we'll locate its whereabouts. With warm weather settling in, I've had to purchase a maternity dress since it's too hot to wear the sweatpants. So, I wear the dress every day. I don't think anyone notices.
Pregnancy brain, now that's getting big laughs from everyone. I'm the girl who can sing the Diff'rent Strokes theme song word for word and recall the name of every single member of my kindergarten class. But lately, when it comes to remembering things, it's touch and go. The other day I heard a weird noise and walked into the kitchen to find the faucet running full blast. Who knows how long it had been like that. I vaguely remembered using the sink at some point that day. I'm not forgetting the big stuff; my mind is like a steel trap for anything having to do with Addie's schedule, and I'm still good with Diff'rent Strokes.
Another element of pregnancy I'd forgotten about is how nicely one gets treated when one appears to have a basketball under her shirt. A man actually said, "Go ahead in front of me, ma'am. I've only got a few items," at the grocery store. I receive lots of well wishes and the occasional unsolicited piece of advice from people on the regular, and total strangers smile at my stomach. It's nice. Weird, but nice all the same.
And now that I am able to enjoy food, I'm pulling out all the stops. All I have to say is, "I'd like to place an order. One large, Royal Feast pizza, please."