I think it may be time for another "Love Yourself" challenge. I have been taking a major beating the last couple of days but I think I'm handling it as best I can. I'm not in a corner sucking my thumb or walking around with a paper bag on my head.. yet. Instead I did something to make myself feel better and I'm trying to remember.. this is all temporary and eventually I will have my body back and I will kick everyones butt when I do. Until then.. I'm just going to try and take care of myself and this little bundle of energy. Although.. don't look at today's food choices. I was in a rush this morning so it's not a salad and fruit kinda day.
Thursday we did an organization event at work. Cleaning out offices, filing cabinets, etc. Then.. we had to take pictures. With us in them. BLECH! I'm not a photogenic person. At least I think it's only in photoes that I make strange facial expressions.. Who knows. Maybe I do those all the time. So yay!! Not. Next was the group photo. Ok.. I can take the fact that I'm pregnant. My belly is round. I'm only 5 foot tall.. I am the oompa loompa in the group photo. I expected this. What I didn't expect... Was the shoulders, the arms, etc. I will never be a teeny tiny little girl. My life, lifestyle, the way I exercise, the demands I put on my body.. it just won't ever happen. My shoulders are broader than every single woman in that photo. If I would have squatted just right and growled I could have looked like a sumo wrestler. So OK I'm strong and I'm proud of this. I'm not proud enough to make this photo part of a corporate wide presentation. *smacking photos* But.. I have no choice. It's either share or don't succeed. So.. yay.. not.
I was finally starting to feel a little better. Perking myself back up. Went and got a new hair cut so I wouldn't feel so frumpy and ooompa-ish. When hubbies best friend and his wife stopped over when I wasn't there. His wife felt the need to inform my husband that I'm a LOT rounder this time.. in front of my can't keep a secret kids. Ok.. it erks me a little that this woman thinks her opinion on my roundness is a discussion. Add the fact that I don't know when she saw me in the last 6 months?!?! Plus given who and how she is I know she's just hopping this is going to be my undoing and I won't drop the weight. She was erked when I reached 150 before I got pregnant. So.. um... yay? Remind me to get back into shape and send her pictures of my fabulous figure when it returns.
The flattery to end all flattery. Another farmer in the area comes over last night. He stops by every once in a while to breed cows for us when the company that does it has stopped for the day. I used to be able to do it but it's not really safe to stand directly behind a cow, put your hand up their.. ahem, and do it while sporting a child directly in line with any cow hooves. So ok.. farmer.. doesn't get out a whole lot... social interaction not really exercised = this conversation.
Him: How are you doing?!?! Still hanging out there I see.
Me: I'm good.
Him: We're going to have to get you a slow moving vehicle and a wide load sticker soon!!
Me: Uh huh.. Too much fertilizer. I'm growing hulk babies.
*slowly creep away to avoid any more small talk and hide in a hay loft*
So? Today I worked out at lunchtime. Ate as best I could since I was running out the door due to oversleeping the alarm. I'll make up for it with a nice dinner. And? tomorrow will be a better day.
Here is me at 33 weeks round....
