Wednesday, 14 January 2009

Who Ate All the Pies?

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

GAH! I'm giant.


Okay, everyone says that you start to show a lot earlier with your second baby, but I suppose I'm one of those people who hear words, understand them, but don't really apply them to myself because I CAN'T BLOODY BELIEVE I'M THIS BIG ALREADY.


I've just been looking at some pictures of myself from when I was pregnant with Ben (and before you ask, no -- I won't be posting them here, they are too grotesque and I will surely be arrested for bringing the human form into disrepute) and I'm about as big now, at 14 weeks than I was with Ben at probably 20 weeks.


This is weird -- the baby isn't bigger or anything... it's supposed to be about 9cm long 'from crown to rump' according to http://www.babycentre.co.uk/ (best pregnancy website bar none) but I guess all my insides are shot to hell from my first pregnancy, and everything's just a-floppin' out wherever it wants!


I'm not exaggerating -- yesterday I had to unbutton the top two buttons on my work pants, and I have already bought three (count 'em, THREE) pairs of maternity jeans. I don't think I bought any maternity clothes until I was more than half way through my last pregnancy.
To hammer the point home (as if you didn't think I was serious) I was in a meeting with my boss the other day, and I was sitting in his office going over some projections for anticipated fees for next year and he actually stopped himself, mid-sentence, to say, 'Yeah, you ARE getting bigger.' Mid-sentence, indeed!


Hope you enjoy the picture for proof... this is actually old now -- it was taken on Xmas Eve in 2008. So I'm a whole 4 weeks bigger than that, now.


I shudder to think what will happen to me by the end of this pregnancy. Will I be able to fit behind the wheel of the car? In through the doors at work? Will I set alarms off in elevators having exceeded the maximum recommended weight? Probably not; I didn't gain hardly any weight when I had Ben and if the scales are anything to go by with this one, it looks like I'm par for the same course. Which is great -- I'm eating healthily, albeit with the appetite of a pre-teen Russain gymnast amidst all this nausea and tiredness, but I'm doing okay.


We're due to see the lovely Lynnette on the 22nd of the month, so I'll report more then.

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