Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Baby are you down, down, down, down, down?

I would like to know how one person can be completely exhausted but completely hyper at the same time?  I've been waking up at the strangest hours and not being able to fall back asleep.  I think this pregnancy thing is preparing me for life after delivery.  All I want is to have one night where I sleep for more than 2 hours straight.  I know that's asking for a lot.  I can understand to go to the bathroom.  But jeez.  Just one night?  Please, baby?

This is a very short blog.  Basically, I wanted to post more yesterday, but it already seemed to be long so this is a continuation.

But.  When you see a pregnant women at a store...please....PLEASE...do not touch her belly.  If you really want to touch, ask.   Do not just walk up and start rubbing on their belly.  It's just not nice.
 
Also.  I'm 4 months.  I'm not carrying twins.  I'm not ready to pop.  I'm fat.  Always was.  Probably always will be.  I'm huge already.  You don't need to remind me.  

No, I don't know the sex yet.  Please stop asking.  I didn't know at 7 weeks...and I won't know until 19 weeks.  Sorry.  

Oh.  And my boobies and how I use them, are my business.  Not yours.  :)

I'm sorry for the mini-rant. 
Until next time:
~MommyToBee

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So, I know that I'm not a stranger at the grocery store ...

but I AM going to rub your belly whenever I see you. and I'm not asking first! ;)

Prisoner said...

HAHA! You're allowed. You're not an old women at walmart that starts rubbing my belly and saying "Ohhhh that's a baby. That's a baby right there."

...I was not amused.