Last night at about 10:00, the book I was reading mentioned "hotcakes". Suddenly, I had to have some pancakes. I don't usually have pancake mix in the house, so I made them from scratch (those of you that know me will not be surprised by this, I bake a lot). I was thinking, "this is nuts" while I was doing it, but it didn't matter. I NEEDED some pancakes.
Usually, I like cornmeal or whole wheat pancakes, and I don't add butter, or not very much. Often I like to put jam on them instead of syrup. This time, it had to be plain buttermilk pancakes.
I made four, with lots of butter and real maple syrup. Yum, yum, yum. But then, I was so full that I had a hard time going to sleep!
"You're not showing AT ALL!"
So I'm now officially in my 15th week of pregnancy. I feel great, just a little tired, and getting hungry a lot. None of my clothes fit me any more, yet I'm not able to wear maternity clothes without looking ridiculous. I have one pair of jeans that fits fine in the legs but just won't quite button. A very helpful friend passed on the suggestion to put a rubber band around the top button of my pants so I can still wear them, and that works pretty well.
I have never seen my belly so big, even when I was 40 pounds overweight! So it annoys me just a little when people comment on how I'm "not showing at all yet!". No, I guess I just look fat is all.
I know I did this to people before I was pregnant, and I'd like to apologize now in case any of them are reading this.
And I also know that to most people I really don't look very different, it's just that I see myself up close, and know what I used to look like. Even sitting here in my chair, I can feel the difference. Erick can also tell.
So anyway, I'm just whining. In a month or so, there will be no question that I'm actually pregnant, and soon enough I'll be thinking I was really stupid to say my belly is big now