Tuesday, April 1, 2008
OK, I Give
Oi, I'm pregnant. I am SOOO pregnant. It hit me hard this week. The back muscles are aching from supporting the imbalance of my front. I have to wake up and exert effort to roll over at night. Abbey's back completely arches when she sits in my lap to read stories. My belly button popped out and you can see it through my clothes, ha ha! There's more, but my dad reads this so I'll stop :)
J mentioned my uncomfortableness and my forgetful mind in his prayers last night. I don't know what he's talking about or what I forgot but I guess I have that to worry about as well.
But today was the kicker.
I went to a yoga class with a different instructor than the sweet, encouraging one I've been going to. He took one look at me and demanded, 'How far along are you?'. A little over seven months. He gave me a doubtful look so I said 'I'll do my own thing if you want to do stuff on your back.' I sensed his skeptical eyes on me for about 45 minutes through the mirror. I was doing fine then BAM. I blacked out! What the... I admitted defeat, rolled up my mat, and left. Dang it! I so needed to prove him wrong today. I've been thinking all day about the smirk he must have had as I left the room.
And that picture is not me. Maybe it will be.