I was just reading through all my posts, it seems like I just posted a couple of days ago but it's been almost 2 weeks! Like I said earlier, as we approach the start of the school year, time just gets a away from me at work. I haven't had a day off since we got home from Boston, but I'm planning on taking this next weekend off, no matter how big the fires at work have gotten. A man's gotta rest at some point.
The shrimp is getting to the point of needing to add a "jumbo" in front (have people always compared the size of their developing baby to food, i.e. peanut, pea-pod, peach pit. apple, etc.?) With almost 4 weeks to go until we plan on telling everyone, Sara is at the point of hoping people just think she's getting fat. In my heart of hearts, I'm pretty sure I've never met a woman who actually hoped people thought she was gaining weight. :)
We're 13 weeks in now. Clothes are starting to become a problem. Old clothes don't fit, actual maternity clothes are too big. Shopping for maternity clothes can be surprisingly difficult, when you're trying to keep something like this a secret. It might be awkward to explain why you're in the maternity section holding clothes up to see how they might look/fit if someone you know walks by, and Murphy's law pretty much assures that they will. However, Sara has been able avoid it somewhat by shopping during the day, when most people we know are working. She doesn't work on Tuesday and Wednesday and most of the people shopping in the early afternoon don't know her from Eve (that's probably the nicest way of saying the average shopper on a Tuesday afternoon is a little older than our friends and my parents friends...in fact, they're pretty darn old.)
Of course, as the time seems to go by quickly for me, it's kind of dragging for her. She's looking forward to that 2nd trimester when most women get a little of their energy back. Maybe then I can talk her into mowing the lawn on those days of work... :)
