I officially have a bump now!
Or, as the mothers at work have pointed out - “you’ve gotten big really quickly, like, really big! are you okay?”.
Which is.. sweet of them.
With my stomach and hair growing quicker than I am used to - I have taken action on the only one I could truly control.
MY STOMACH and I’m fasting like I’ve never fasted before!
I have chopped all my hair off into a pixie cut. My hair was not long before but now it is much less so now - for the first time in 25 years I do not have the same looking bangs.
Thought I needed a big change in my life as growing a human is so everyday / hum drum.
In other news, I fear I may be becoming my father, weirdly, in this pregnancy.
Ex.1) I’ve been enjoying making up silly songs about my hip pains / gas to the tune(s) of The Beatles “Hippy Hippy Shakes” and “Here Comes the Sun”.
Just use your imagination on how those would go.
Ex. 2) I also enjoy annoying the little critter, already! It is fun balancing things on my stomach and seeing if it can kick it off. Whenever loud sounds scare fetus - I laugh. One of the reasons I really enjoyed watching “Jurassic World”.
In between this tomfoolery we are dealing with the reality of our situation;
-We are n00bs to this parenting world with the extra fun of living thousands of miles from our respective families.
-We do not have a vehicle, must rely 100% on public transport.
-Live no where near our friends (whom do have cars yet not all have children).
So feelings of isolation have been hugging away at my soul. Squeezing bouts of anxiety and sadness into my daily life. It’s a terrible feeling.
BUT - we do live in an expensive area for childcare! Hooray! More money worries!
We got that going for us.
Which is nice.
Not an instructional blog but the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth - so help me Mom.