I suppose this is simply how a woman feels, generally, but magnified greatly in childbearing. Example: If I have a day wherein I feel "thin" - despite the rounding middle, believe me, there is certainly a difference in a "fat day" and a "thin day!" - I feel absolutely gorgeous and dance through my day like I was a slender willow wand (well, a preggo slender willow wand.) However. If I wake up and am in the midst of a "fat day" - well, I feel rather like a beached whale, tired and bloated and wishing for the cool water of invisibility and relief of my suffering from the oppressive and uncomfortable weight of... my weight. O.o
See! I told you everything gets exaggerated. :P
As for my personal appearance, as long as Husband is content with my present weight of frame - well, then I am, too. The more serious matter (to me) is when I don't have enough energy to complete even a handful of household tasks, in favor of sitting still or sleeping. I've had struggles with laziness in the past, and it is difficult to distinguish laziness from a true need for rest in this new and ever-changing season of pregnancy. The test I have come to devise is to ask myself "Do I have enough energy to do -whatever sounds fun and appealing-?" If the answer is yes, then I know that I am fooling myself into thinking I'm too tired for that which needs doing. If my answer is no, I really have no energy for even the fun thing, I know it's time to rest.
Speaking of which, today (and the last few days) I've been very tired, and I'm ready for a nap! :)
Random note: the windows are open and the honeysuckle vines in the trees behind the house smell thick and sweet and wonderful. So nice.
2 comments:
You express the strangeness of pregnancy so well...it's SO worth it!
Awwww sweetie, you are always beautiful and little baby bunny will be beautiful just like her momma. See you tomorrow at church.
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