I have a weekend, two days off that I’ve been looking forward to all week. I am thrilled to be “off”, to have time to sleep in, run errands and have lunch out.
But I’m bummed.
There are a couple of things going on that have me feeling down. First I’m in that weird in-between part of my pregnancy where my normal clothes still kind of fit but they’re getting tight and uncomfortable, but I don’t fit in maternity clothes yet. I look like I’m out of shape, not pregnant. I starting to get the ‘bump’ but it could easily be confused with the ‘bloat’. * Big Sigh *.
I’m making good use of the Belly band my girl S gave me, but there is something unsettling about trusting a band of elastic to hold up my unzipped pants in public. Seriously, I think I used to wear something like the belly band as a tube top when I was 15. * Another Big Sigh *
The other big thing is that I don’t have any friends here. I’m bummed because I don’t have any girlfriends here that want to talk baby stuff with me, or go shopping for maternity pants, or help me pick strawberries and make jam. Or shit, just grab lunch and go to a movie together. As I see it, these are my last months of freedom, when I should savor my ability to just go out to lunch or go get a pedicure and not have to worry about feedings, naps or babysitters. *Sigh*
I figure a lot of these blue feelings have to do with the out of control hormone factory inside my body, but even with out the hormones, the thoughts are still there. The clothing thing will work itself out, I’m growing everyday and soon I’ll be celebrating my figure with elasticated pants and cute belly excentuating tops, no biggie (well, I’ll be biggie). But the girlfriends thing has me stumped. I’m not going to make buddies with anyone I work with, I see them too much as it is. But I am at work too much to have time to make buddies elsewhere. What’s a girl to do? Seriously people, I’m asking for advice here.
At least I’m getting some stuff done. I picked up some baby name books at the library today, I’m going to try to get the Hubs to start talking names with me. We’ve still got time, and we probably won’t get serious until we know the gender, but I still want to get started on a short list. I’m mostly stumped on middle names. Call me a bad wife, but I don’t really like Margaret, even though it’s was is grandma’s name.
I also picked up a pet clippers and gave the dogs a haircut today. I’m usually pretty against cutting their hair because you’re not supposed to for their breed (king charles cavalier spaniel). But it is getting hot, they’re shedding like crazy and I don’t have the energy to keep vacuuming after them and brushing them to control the matting, so something had to give. Tomorrow they are going to get a bath. (Bad blogger here, didn’t take before and after shots. The dogs will thank me though, they look silly with the amateur shearing they recieved. But at least the fat one seems to have cooled off a little).
Next weekend the farm is expecting to open up for tart cherry season, so I’m trying to get things done this weekend that will free me up for another trip out to the eastern shore for cherries. Mmmmm, cherry pie and vanilla ice cream! Should make for a good post.