December 8, 2009

Help, I’ve swallowed a basketball!

The other day I was walking into the bathroom and I happened to catch a glance of myself in the mirror. WOW. I know, I know, I’m only 5 ½ months pregnant and I’ve got a long way to go. But man is my belly getting HUGE! I have this light blue furry bathrobe that Rocky gave me for Christmas last year and I’ve been wearing it around the house lately. Turns out, light blue bathrobes are not so slimming…in fact, they act like magnifying glasses! I can’t even fathom what I’m going to look like at the end of March. Part of me is thinking that I look like a blimp in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade. But the biggest part of me is really loving my pregnant figure and just amazed at the whole process. And Rocky has been great about the weight gain. On more than one occasion he’s made it a point to mention how beautiful I look carrying his child. And I think he really means it.

The Stewart-Haas Christmas party is coming up and I’ve been debating about what to wear. Some people will wear nice jeans and a shirt (Tony and Ryan for example), others will wear formal wear. I’ll probably be somewhere in-between. I’m going to go shopping for a nice blouse or sweater and I’ll plan on wearing it with black pants. I figure it will be good for the party and for Christmas dinners with our families. I’ve also received Rocky’s permission to wear my black heels for the party. But I have to take a spare pair of shoes in case something goes wrong (like I start walking like a weeble wobble). I’m so excited. I’ve missed my heels!!!

Getting dressed for public has been an issue for me. First, I haven't purchased one single item from a retail store. I've bought a few clothes from a consignment sale, Mom bought me some items from a lady on Craigslist. and a co-worker brought me some clothes to look at too. Mostly I've been wearing my old faithful jogging pants, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt on top of that. Occasionally my belly pokes out but I just tuck my shirt in to hide it. I'm sure Rocky has wondered where his cute little working girl (think 9-to-5 not Pretty Woman) has gone. I'm still here but I just can't justify spending money on cute clothes when it'll be over with in a few months. For now, I'll continue with what I've got.

Joke of the day: If MEN got pregnant…they wouldn’t think twins were so cute!

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