Thanks for the great maternity clothes suggestions, guys! I have looked in Old Navy, but because it's summer clearance time right now, there isn't much there that's wearable. I have to wear semi-dressy clothes for work, so that's the big problem. I will find stuff, I'm sure!
I'm supposed to be preparing for these courses I'm teaching in the Fall right now. In fact, I took a vacation day from work to do it. And I have done EVERYTHING but this morning. I was in such a mood to procrastinate that I made the hubby waffles with fresh-chopped strawberries to GO! I even packed some maple syrup in a little container on the side. Of course, he thinks I'm being an attentive wife - meanwhile, I'm all about wasting time today! Oh well, he doesn't have to know that.;-)
Anyway, while I'm procrastinating, I might as well get blogging.
I've discovered my biggest pregnancy pet-peeve. It's the belly comments from other people.
Now that the news is out, people feel compelled to either poke or prod the belly with interest, stare directly at the belly, or comment as to its over or under adequacy. It reaaaaallly annoys me.
My belly is sensitive to me - on a normal day - nevermind while being pregnant. And how / when I really start to show is irrelevant to me. As long as my little bean is healthy and happy, that's all that matters. But others seem to feel compelled to make irritating and unnecessary comments as follows:
(1) Wow - you aren't showing at ALL!
(2) I would never have guessed you were pregnant! You sure everything's growing alright in there?
(3) My goodness -your belly has really started to pop out, hasn't it? Just how far along are you?
(4) Looks like you're going to have one biiig baby!
(Number (2) made me feel very enraged. Very much so. Also, you'll notice the inconsistency among these comments.)
First of all, my hormones are a bit out of whack, and I don't have the largest reserve of patience at the moment. However, I do feel that I'm justified in complaining about people who can't just say, "Congratulations - when's the big day?". And leave it at that. Even the comments about how I look great, or how I'm glowing, etc. - make me very happy. Just don't go to the belly.
On a dietary note - this weekend is going to be another big challenge. Tonight, my mom and aunt (the two best cooks in the entire world) are going to be making a feast. In fact, they've asked me to come over early so that I can start eating as soon as possible. This frightens me. I'm going to fill up on veggies and water before I go over, and will contain myself.
Tomorrow night, I'm hosting a dinner part-ay at my place - for my parents, aunt and uncle (visiting from Atlanta) and my cousin. It won't be a low-fat meal, since I'm entertaining. I hope I'm too busy to even give a second's thought to all that delicious food. Of course, there will be some catering involved. I'm planning on an Indian meal:
Snacks - samosas (but of course!) and dhoklas (these are steamed corn/lentil squares served with mint and tamarind chutney).
Dinner - rotis (whole wheat), channa (spicy chick-pea stew), mixed vegetables, and corriander-basted baby potatoes.
Dessert - ice-cream. (I figure I can throw out the container after everyone leaves).
And in other news - I'm leaving for San Fran next Wednesday night! Woo hoo! I've already got a list of very healthy (and wonderfully vegetarian) restaurants together. But more importantly, my big ultrasound is the morning we leave. So, I'll post a picture of my little bean when I come back. And, I'll post a picture of my belly too! And since you all know my peeve now, I'm sure you'll be kind.:-)