I know those of you working 40+ hours a week, or those of you at home full time with babies or toddlers, are going to want to smack me for my whining, but….
I am so bored. The novelty of lying around on the couch all day has worn off. And its not like I can do much more. I can walk about two blocks at this point before I need to call a cab. (And it takes me 20 minutes to walk those two blocks.)
And there’s no enjoying the gorgeous weather. I can break a sweat in an air-conditioned movie theatre so you won’t find me lounging on the beach, relaxing with a good book.
What about meeting friends for meals? I have to eat, right? Of course I do (I’m eating for 3, after all), but if you thought you have problems picking out the perfect outfit, you ain’t seen nothing yet. In shirts, a small/medium fits me in the chest, but the larges aren’t big enough to cover my still-growing belly. So most my shirts tend to creep up, exposing my baby bump, a la a trashy pop singer I won’t mention (http://www.thebuzzmedia.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/britney_pregnant_smoking.jpg). And even if I can find a shirt that fits, I can barely fit into a restaurant booth these days; my belly is running out of room (http://twitpic.com/25cwu0).
So instead I’ll continue to lie on the couch, watching Toddlers and Tiaras and Cosby Show re-runs. But if you have some spare time, feel free to stop by and entertain me, because…
(I’m sure I’ll re-read this blog in a couple of months and want to go back in time to smack myself!) J