This week we went to the local Autubon Society. I hadn't been there in years.
Kids loved it!!!!
Note to self to NEVER wear that shirt while pregnant again. YIKES
I have been missing running really badly, like deep down in my soul, bad. This morning I tried to put on my clothes and I couldn't even get my bra to close AT ALL!!! I wish I was kidding. Then I was like, "who am I kidding, I've gained 20 pounds and I'm pretty big, I'm not going to be able to run and if I can it ill be so slow and so miserable I will probably cry so I decided to forget it.
Suddenly, the fun is over, the eating whatever I want fun is over. I feel big. I feel really yucky. I just want to be able to move again. I have my doctors and my family already starting in on my every two seconds about my weight. I am considering portion control and no sugar which will basically make for a MISERABLE pregnancy but you know what it ends up being miserable anyway with every single person harping on you constantly letting you know just how fat you are.
And then they say, "oh just enjoy it honey" Enjoy what? You calling me fat every 5 minuets when actually I happen to growing another human or the fact that I apparently should only be eating carrots and celery for 9 months.