In reality, I have not been so good at that. The intense fatigue, headaches, and nausea made it difficult to enjoy that first trimester, but honestly, I've been feeling pretty great for a few weeks now. I can't say that I'm super thrilled about the insane breakouts taking over my face, but no one is looking at my face these days anyway.
They are looking at my growing-by-the-hour belly.
19 weeks with Cara vs. almost 16 weeks with Baby #2
I have actually been a little embarrassed by how quickly I have gotten bigger (I blame all the silly emotions on hormones), but looking at these pictures makes it more comical than anything else. Am I sure there's really only one baby in there? Yes, I am. The problem is simple: food just tastes so good. Chocolate Pop-Tarts, french onion soup, popsicles, string cheese, pick any random, strange food item, and it's probably something I love right now.
While I am really enjoying food right now, there's one other thing that I am also taking a great deal of pleasure in: denying that I am pregnant to my students. I find it hilarious to act offended that they would call me fat and blame my growing bump on the way my dress hangs or the entire cake I ate for breakfast. I can tell there are a few kids who wonder if I'm serious, and then there are the ones who have kids of their own...they know what's up. All that really matters is that I am highly entertained by the whole thing.