Sunday, August 30, 2009

Gone around the bend

I remember the last pregnancy hitting this point where I was simply done. But it was my first time so I had all these jitters and nerves to work through and the sheer wonder and excitement of it all. Am I excited this time? Well sure, but less so. Nothing against baby boy, it's just: been there; done that. And the wall I have hit is really freaking huge. I have gone around the bend folks. No more answering in a chirpy bird voice: just fine, thanks! When people ask me for the gazillionth time that day how I'm doing. Instead I growl and snap back with some sarcastic comment like how do I LOOK like I'm doing?? It helps that this strange belly I have is oddly misshapen and shooting out of me like a bullet, straight ahead. It just looks painful. Strangers point and laugh. I honestly fear I might get charged with assault one day the next time it happens. But, the upside? People don't try to touch me. They take one look and think, oh god, if I touch that it will burst open and one of the Alien characters will claw its way out and eat my face off. And they're right. It will. Or I will. Same difference. I guess it would be good if there was light at the end of the tunnel and I should think to myself hey, just a month left, but instead I think oh God, how much bigger can it get in thirty days when it keeps doubling each weekend it seems?
So how am I doing? s**F20Yo&&2p!!! and humph.

3 comments:

  1. People laugh? This is why pregnant women need to walk with an escort, to help them up, to pick up dropped things, to carry food, and to beat up people like that.
    Hang in there. It's almost over.

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  2. Hang in there! We're almost at the end.

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  3. I can't believe you only have a month left. That means I'm so much closer to my own last few days. ACK!

    And why would anyone laugh at a pregnant lady? That's just rude. I swear. Didn't their Mommas teach them right? Humph.

    You're almost there! Woo!!!

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