Andrea’s Weblog

This may seem like a change in attitude from previous entries, but I’m
going to begin a count-down. Today marks 42 days till b-day, exactly 6
weeks. I guess it doesn’t stress me out too much to think about the
baby coming now that the crib is assembled and the nursery is in good
shape. And after tonight we’ll be done with our childbirth class.
Tonight we’re learning how to swaddle the baby into a baby burrito and
then there’s the all-important diaper changing lesson. I’m sure we’ll
become experts in that field in a very short time.

We had another good check-up this morning. The best news is that I only
gained a pound between visits, so now I’m at 174. My tummy is tender
and almost feels bruised where it is being stretched and kicked; my
belly button is basically inside-out.

A lot of people ask if I know what I’m having. When I say I don’t know,
they usually inform me that I’m having a boy, as if they’re revealing
some secret truth. Some people don’t seem to comprehend that we don’t
know what we’re having, or think that we’re withholding information
from them. I have to assure them that we don’t know and we actually
chose not to find out.

Fortunately, I haven’t had too many people patting my belly. After an
incident with a cashier at Walmart, I’m considering placing off limits
signs on my belly. She used the end of her 2 inch nails to briefly
stroke my belly, causing me to cringe. It was just gross seeing those
pointy spears directed at my belly, then there was the sound of them.
I’m sure you get the picture…