Today was the first day I had a stranger ask me if I am expecting- and it happened twice today! That must mean I’m really starting to show. I, for one, don’t ask people this question unless they appear to be at least 9 months pregnant, ask me for a ride to the hospital and mention anything about contractions, pickles, or the nearest bathroom. Then I might ask them if they are pregnant. There are just too many other things that look like pregnancy for me to jump to that conclusion. For an example, what if they are the old woman in the song who swallowed a fly and all of those other things to catch the other things? But anyway, it was nice of the strangers to notice and one even let me go to the front of the line in the bathroom- so I’m not complaining. The other one gave me her card- as she is certified Doula (whatever that means).
Today, I should be feeling great. I executed a triple-phasic-attack on my nausea. Phase one- first visit with new chiropractor (much better), phase two first time recieveing acupuncture (what a strange feeling!), phase three: first community ed. class -couples massage. Yep, should be feeling great… any moment now… please stand by.