Pregnant
Now, if you know me, your heart has stopped temporarily and you're thinking- OH NO NOT AGAIN!!!
But no, I'm so not pregnant. Actually, I feel like I'm ovulating again (but still periodless goin on two and a half years here!). So what about pregnant? Well, I think I like it. Actually I pretty much love being pregnant. Yep. Sure there's a hellava lot of bitching and complaining going on by me when I'm pregnant, but for the most part, I love it. I love it so much that I'd love to be a surrogate. I'm a little crazy now, because it's hell chasing after a little one when you've got so much goin on up front, but you know... maybe in a couple of years. Just don't want to hang on to my favorite big preggo clothing till then- especially since it's just a maybe. :D
But... one thing I love about being pregnant is the fact that you are expected to gain weight and let your stomach (and many other) muscles go slack. I love not having to worry about what I look like in clothing and have the excuse that I'm pregnant to justify it all. Now the sad thing is that I love to be pregnant to abuse this freedom because being a normal American woman who is naturally not overweight, I'm expected to be a trim fit "perfecto" woman all the rest of the time. Damn expectations. They suck. And then, the whole crazy "well those celebrities can get back in shape in 2 weeks- if they can do it then you can too" thought that might not be said, but certainly is thought is crazy. My response is- I ain't teachin Morgan to say "well if Bush can pick a fight with a whole nother country, then I can brutilate my brother too!" Wouldn't be funny if that were the case? :D
Yeah, so I'm a little random here, but ya know. By the way, I found a very nice lovely website that streams rockin dance music. Rave/dance/techno always calms me and puts me in the best energized mood. So if there's ever bad news you have to break to me... just put a little Paul Oakenfold, Moby, Orb, etc in the playa and let it rip. :D Gruvsonic. Nice.
Also, I am typing naked with nutin but a pen in my hair. Ain't that a picture! (Not one I'll post even if I had one!)
But no, I'm so not pregnant. Actually, I feel like I'm ovulating again (but still periodless goin on two and a half years here!). So what about pregnant? Well, I think I like it. Actually I pretty much love being pregnant. Yep. Sure there's a hellava lot of bitching and complaining going on by me when I'm pregnant, but for the most part, I love it. I love it so much that I'd love to be a surrogate. I'm a little crazy now, because it's hell chasing after a little one when you've got so much goin on up front, but you know... maybe in a couple of years. Just don't want to hang on to my favorite big preggo clothing till then- especially since it's just a maybe. :D
But... one thing I love about being pregnant is the fact that you are expected to gain weight and let your stomach (and many other) muscles go slack. I love not having to worry about what I look like in clothing and have the excuse that I'm pregnant to justify it all. Now the sad thing is that I love to be pregnant to abuse this freedom because being a normal American woman who is naturally not overweight, I'm expected to be a trim fit "perfecto" woman all the rest of the time. Damn expectations. They suck. And then, the whole crazy "well those celebrities can get back in shape in 2 weeks- if they can do it then you can too" thought that might not be said, but certainly is thought is crazy. My response is- I ain't teachin Morgan to say "well if Bush can pick a fight with a whole nother country, then I can brutilate my brother too!" Wouldn't be funny if that were the case? :D
Yeah, so I'm a little random here, but ya know. By the way, I found a very nice lovely website that streams rockin dance music. Rave/dance/techno always calms me and puts me in the best energized mood. So if there's ever bad news you have to break to me... just put a little Paul Oakenfold, Moby, Orb, etc in the playa and let it rip. :D Gruvsonic. Nice.
Also, I am typing naked with nutin but a pen in my hair. Ain't that a picture! (Not one I'll post even if I had one!)
posted by Karen at 9:26 PM
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