“My wish for this pregnancy, besides a healthy happy baby, is for the paparazzi to LEAVE US ALONE and let me gain my weight in PEACE. #mywish” – Pink
I don’t know, there’s just something about the blatant desire of a human being, experiencing something like pregnancy, and that her wish for her pregnancy be to be left alone to gain weight in peace, that gets to me.
It all gave me a little pause, since I’m lucky enough to do that very thing, and here I was, spending any time imagining that anyone cares except myself. Because they don’t. However, in a celebrity’s world? Oh they do. I hope Pink gets her wish.
In other news, my belly button is reported to pop out “any day now.” In fact, for the past two weeks all of my pregnancy-related newsletters and emails have been mentioning that this should have happened by now. Of course, they’ve woefully underestimated the cavernous depths of my belly button. I was never kidding when I referred to my stomach as “buddha.”
So far? I’m still with innie.
I got really great news recently – passed the glucose tolerance test with flying colors, which means no gestational diabetes for this mama. Whew.
I’m ridiculous busy at work right now. And I fell again yesterday, rushing from meeting to meeting. I’m hoping to power through tomorrow, enjoy a massage on Friday and spend the weekend packing up whatever we’ve got upstairs since the remodel starts Monday. And then? Two glorious days off before the next weekend.
I need sleep. Lots and lots of sleep.
