when i look down at my bare stomach..
it looks like i'm staring down at a whole turkey before it goes into the oven.
we are in month 8 now. in the beginning of the pregnancy, i thought that this would be my opportunity to eat healthier. to change some of my unhealthy habits (forever), since i heard some where that it takes 3 months to turn something into a habit. and i thought.. i have 9 months!
but what i've realized over the past few weeks is that the things i do to find comfort or stress relief aren't available to me right now. i didn't realize how much i enjoyed shopping. i don't find joy in that right now since i won't be able to wear any of the clothes i purchase after you are here. we've been putting off shopping for you until we figure out exactly what we need and how much we need before you come (but i am waiting for some cute things i bought online for you). if i go mall walking in the mornings, i'd be too tired to teach in the afternoons. i love eating junk/bad food. the rare times when i do eat it these days, i feel guilty because i'm not giving you any nutrition by eating those foods. i've been caving in the past 2 weeks. sorry Titus! playing flute gets harder and harder every day since you're growing so much and pushing on my organs.
so in the final 2 months (woah woah wooooooaaaaaahhhhh.. whaaaaaaatttt??? omg. ahhhhh!!) i am going to try to find new ways to relieve my stress. currently i've been turning to watching too much tv, baking, and reading. but they haven't been helping.
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