Running headlong into the third trimester
As of tomorrow, I will be 28 weeks pregnant. I am officially into the third trimester now, and for some reason this week my body feels really crummy. I don't remember feeling too bad when I was pregnant with S-Boogie. Then again, I graduated when I was about 28 weeks pregnant, spent the next two months working part time, and then spent the last 4 weeks sitting on the couch in my apartment reading books. No wonder I feel worse this time around. I have been trying to convince myself that I am strong and that I can do lots of things while pregnant. Heck, I'm taking a feminist literature course in which we continually debunk the notion that women are the "weaker sex". Well, guess what I'm figuring out: women who are 7 months pregnant are the weaker sex (at least physically, not mentally). But, I also want to graduate with my master's degree, especially since we are for sure going somewhere this fall. I can probably still drag myself to campus for class for the next twelve weeks. I just wish my feet weren't already starting to swell. At least I now look like I deserve to take the elevator. And this afternoon a guy held open a door for me in the Tanner building and I was truly grateful. Maybe some time later this year I will get back in my "I am woman hear me roar" mode; for now, "I am pregnant, see me waddle" will have to suffice.
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Also, texmom, where have you even been? :)
"I am pregnant, see me waddle."
Funniest line I have read all day!
bwahahaha!
Still. I'm so close to having a little baby boy in my arms, I think I can bear another week or two of helplessness and gracelessness and achiness just to see his little face. :)