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Monday, July 07, 2008

about 2 months to go....

After 10 years of maintaining almost the exact same figure and weight (I still have some high school clothes that I fit into as of last fall), it's very bizarre to have gained 30% of my original body weight in the space of 7 months. Only about 4 lbs of that is baby! Many people have told me that I don't look like I've gained anywhere but my belly, and I wonder if they are all lying or if the belly just blinds everyone else to other parts of my body. My parents, upon seeing pictures of me, say I look healthier than ever as my face is actually filled out, which cracks me up. Robin just calls me fat before kissing me and my belly. At least he's honest.

The mouse has continued his daily and nightly acrobatics, leading me to suspect he's going to be an extremely active kid. He spends most of the day attempting to jam his feet straight up into my ribs, and most of the night flinging his arms and legs outwards simultaneously, pushing out at the sides of my belly. The only thing that seems to calm him down at night are voices; mine, Robin pressed up against my belly, or our clock radio next to my stomach with NPR turned on. The latter is most useful when I'm trying to get to sleep. I'm looking forward to him waking Robin up and not just me.