I think my mood about pregnancy changes almost daily. Today I feel large and unkempt. I have never (I repeat NEVER) wanted to go clothes shopping this bad. I would like to look like a woman who is carrying a child. I feel like a circus tent. I know there are better options out there and I will have to make up my mind that this is important to me, not a waste of time and energy, and let go of the money it takes to have clothes that fit me. I didn’t feel this urge when I dieted and lost 10 pounds. It was even part of the diet to lift your spirits and show yourself how great you look and feel to buy some new clothes that fit the new body. I flat refused. I am just cheap and clothes have never been a priority. Today, it is a priority. I am even considering a foray into internet shopping *gasp* something else I have never had an urge for. I don’t think I would do it but the physical stores in this area have reduced or eliminated their maternity sections to the point that it is a waste of time to go and check Target just to see if they have a maternity section this week.
I also feel like I can’t wait until I am not preggers anymore and I want to see the baby and what she is like. I get very excited thinking of holding her and watching her and learning about her. But then I realize when she gets here I will officially be a PARENT! That is getting a little scary. So, I am torn between hurry up and get here and maybe I could wait a little longer.
I think I will focus on how short a time this pregnancy really is and how I do not plan to have this happen very often in my life. Surely, I will not even spend a great amount of time looking like a circus tent. Maybe that’s what I should be for Halloween?






