Today, like most other days for the past month or two have been spent laying around in comfy sweats and loose T-Shirts. Why, you ask?
BECAUSE NOTHING CUTE IS COMFORTABLE ANYMORE!!
I can no longer button any pair of jeans I own, Most of my shirts are creeping up too high on my belly, and don't even start with my bras! Don't get me wrong, I am loving this bump for the most part, people are all happy and smiley when I tell them it's okay to rub it and everyone wants to know my entire plan, delivery, knowledge of the sex, what college the child will attend, etc. It's fun, but I swear if one more shirt rolls up over my belly or another underwire jabs into places I didn't even know existed, I am going to go crazy!
So the solution? Buy new clothes.
Fun, until you start adding up all of the costs, yikes!
Luckily I have had the privilege of my mother and a few friends give me a couple of pieces to get me by for going out or just to the grocery store, but let me tell you, as an employee of a company that requires pants, (jeans, slacks, etc.) and no sleeve-less shirts, living in the hotter portion of Northern California has not been too fun between the non-buttoned jeans and the extra heat I somehow acquire during this pregnancy.
So, if only my employer were cool with the leggings and over-sized maternity tank top, I would be set! Until then, or until Fall actually starts for us, I am going to have to suck it up and buy new clothes. Le' Siiiiiigh. At least there was a little rain today, maybe things won't be too bleak and uncomfortable for too much longer. Then again, Wednesday we are supposed to be back at 90°.
Did you know that for a few years people actually didn't know what they were having until their baby was born?
Say What?!
Yes. It's true. I promise. There wasn't always a thing called ultrasounds or Medical Sonography! Yep, actually up until a little over 50 years ago, When you were pregnant, you had no idea what an ultrasound was! So unless you were using one of the Chinese Gender Charts, or crossing your fingers that your wedding band swung one way instead of another... You just had to wait.
So, please, would someone explain to me, why my choosing to not find out the sex of my child baffles the minds of 90% of the people I tell? I know there is always the argument of "Well, now you have the ability to find out, so why not?" Sure, sure... But we have the ability to do and find out a lot of things in life, but are they all good, or important? Would you really like to find out ahead of time when you were going to die, or what it feels like to try crack? Probably not.
My mother didn't know what I was going to be, or my two brothers. And I sure didn't come home to a room that said Mommy's Handsome man or Lady Killer all over. So my choice to wait it out, and keep one, true surprise shouldn't be to huge of a concept to wrap a head around, right? In fact, John and I just chose colors to go with our Neutral Pirate theme last night. And he, the very, heterosexual, non-girly male was the one to really pick it out! Aqua/ Teal, Purple, Black, and White! I was pretty unsure on the purple, but being it was his suggestion... I don't think it'll be too girly at all!
See! It's possible to go a whole 9 months and however many years before your child is born not knowing if he or she will be a little boy or girl! And I'm not even someone who LOVES surprises! Now let's just find that little kid some of these!
Pregnancy and Motherhood is always a new experience. Sure, we might have a little bit of knowledge on the subjects from time to time, but how much does anyone really know? Being a first time, young, unexpected Mommy has and will have ups and downs and tons of learning. So this is my blog to share, experience, and laugh a little along the way with everyone.
If ever there was a time to document everything in hopes of narrowing the mistakes and trying to let yourself laugh it off a bit, it would be during parenting. So, with the support of a great soon-to-be-dad by my side and a million questions I am continually finding answers to thanks to Google, other moms, and now myself, Here goes EVERYTHING!
