3/24/2012

Last night we went out to one of our favorite pubs to get together in remembrance of our friend who passed two years ago. It was a fun get-together. Everyone was smiling this year...smiling, laughing, sharing funny stories. He finally got the celebration of life that he deserves, instead of the continued mourning. I know the mourning continues for individuals, but it was great to have fun together and remember him at the same time.

While at the pub, my boobs were apparently noticed. Ugh. They are out of control these days. I wore a dress...which is my staple these days, because none of my jeans fit comfortably. I can't even wear them now when they are unbuttoned and unzipped with those belly band thingies over them! Even unzipped, they cut into my belly, right where the bulk of my uterus is. It hurts after only an hour, so I said "screw it" and with the warmer weather, I broke out all my favorite dresses. I love dresses, so this really brightened my mood!

Anyway, back to the boob talk. So I'm wearing on of my favorite dresses. A simple jersey dress with a v-neck and a fake knot at an empire waist. I actually had cleavage! I was like, wow! Anyway...I have this thing where I truly don't think people pay attention to me. This is probably because of my past eating disorder and self-loathing, but I really don't think I'm noticeable of memorable in anyway, so when my girls got attention, it was quite unnerving.

A., a friend of K's was sitting next to him, talking about my boobs! I didn't know this until I turned to them and K said, "did you hear that?" He had a big grin on his face. Then A said, "I was just noticing something about your pregnancy and it isn't your belly...let's say it up a bit higher than your belly." I blushed like a teenager and was so embarrassed tears welled up in my eyes! Then I felt self-conscious.

I guess I should get used to it. They are only going to get bigger...oh dear. I started out at a 32B, and now I'm at a C. I know when I start nursing they will grow to about a D. At least that's what happened both times I nursed my boys. Oh well. I guess a lot of women would love to have this happen. I should be thankful.

Last night was super fun. It was great to get out, laugh with friends and how cool it was that I had a great time and didn't drink! Of course I'd never drink while pregnant...but with my boys, I never went to a pub while pregnant and usually people who are drunk get on my nerves when I'm sober. Last night was really fun! I had cranberry and sprites with a slice of lime, so it was nice to have a drink that looked like something yummy. ;-)

I've been crampy, but feeling the occasional butterflies of the baby moving helps me overlook the discomfort. Being crampy doesn't bode well for the bedroom though. Yesterday K and I had sex twice. The first time, I cramped so badly. It sucked. When we got home from the bar, I was fine. It's hard to go slow when you're enjoying it!

You know, I feel like I fall more and more in love with K each day. Sometimes I look at him and it just fills me with such joy. He's a wonderful, loving, supportive, and super hot man. I'm so thankful he's mine. He really makes me happy.

Tonight we are having J & H over for dinner and a game of Buzzword. It's going to be another night of crazy laughter and silliness. I can't wait. I've got the pork chops in the crockpot cooking now and the brownies are cooling on the counter. I love easy-to-do meals.