It's funny how that once everyone finds out you are with child, you totally are now labeled and stereotyped. I was excited of telling people and still am; however, it's semi annoying when everyday at least 2-3 people pass by my cubicle (some I do not even know) and ask "what are you craving?" "are you moody?" "can it move yet?" etc. At times I bask in the glow of the attention and I know that everyone loves a pregnant lady! But.. is it now what defines me?
In other news, I have been having some peculiar dreams. I read in a few books that some pregnant women have crazy dirty sex dreams. I haven't been as lucky yet but I have had so many weird ones. The other night I dreamed that a girl I didn't care for in high school started working at my office and she started stalking me. When I tried to hide from her as she was walking my way, singing a song about me - she found me and gave me a gift - a can of chunky chicken noodle soup poured into my palms.
I'm in the "honeymoon stage" of my pregnancy now where I am tired but don't feel preggo. I have been checking the baby's heartbeat every other day now just to make sure he/she is still in there.
Gummi is the baby's nickname for now and he/she is hungry. Must go feed the beast.
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