Monday, March 21, 2005

Fogged in, fogged out

This week my job is to take the minutes for a three day long meeting. But the start of the meeting has been pushed back a few hours because the airport is closed and no-one can get into town. If only I'd known before I dragged myself out of bed early this morning, after another night of broken sleep.

I had a bit of a grumble to my boss last week. My work days are Wednesday to Friday, and I kind of regret this because it means that I miss out on all those public holidays which fall on a Monday. I'd been philosophical about it though, because I knew that at least I would get Good Friday as a paid day off - until I realised that on the week of Good Friday I'd be asked to work Monday to Wednesday. Darned if I was going to miss out on my only paid day off! Anyway, the grumbling worked, because now I get a day off in lieu (that's not the same as a day off in the loo).

The boy has started calling me preg-head whenever I start to vague out. I would normally give him one of my "evil" looks, but they aren't working any more.

I decided its time to start wearing the maternity clothes which my sister-out-law lent me months ago. She's a little larger than I, so I'd have to pull the elastic in really tight so that the pants don't fall down. Even so, I keep having to hitch them up. When I do this at work, I get the feeling it doesn't look all that professional.

Looking at pictures of women at different stages of pregnancy in my Cosmopolitan Pregnancy magazine, I realise that my bump may well extend humungously over the next few weeks. The difference between the size of my bump at nearly 21 weeks, and that of Kylie of Melbourne at 23 weeks, looks like about twenty pizza's worth. Am I really going to distend that much over the next couple of weeks? Now I understand why I might get stretchmarks.

9 comments:

Make Tea Not War said...

I bought a few pairs of maternity trousers that were theoretically my size and still ended up constantly hitching them up. I think they just not that well designed as yet and in retrospect a couple of dresses might have been a better way to go. Its hard enough waddling around with various aches and discomforts as it is without having to pause every few steps to pull up trousers

Violet said...

You're probably quite right. The only below-the-waist maternity item I have which doesn't require constant hitching is a pair of jeans from Egg. Everything else is a hitcher to some degree. But I don't really do dresses (unless it's 28 degrees).

hazel said...

I am thrilled to read all your candid stories about pregnancy. it feels so much more honest than most things in print. I am terrified of pregnancy and childbirth (i guess saying this is not helping you out much -- sorry!) so the more i read about real people the easier it is to get the 'straight dope' and know what to really expect.

i've heard a few pregnant friends say that maternity jeans, while being a bit de-sexifying, are the greatest creation on earth.

lbp said...

My sister is two months pregnant and already cannot fit into her clothes. We just went to this wedding and spent hours trying to find a dress that wouldn't make her look "fat". It's completely surreal to try imagining my waste growing three times its size -our bodies are incredible.

Jon said...

I wouldn't worry about the stretch marks- there's plenty of cremes ont he market, over the counter or prescription that lighten stretch marks, acne scars, as well as dark spots. What I want to know is why you refered to her as your sister out law- that made me laugh :)

Violet said...

Hazel:well I could try being more flowery and airy-fairy about it, but I'd bore myself to death.

Lyndsey: I can sympathise with your sister - I went up a complete dress size in two months, and couldn't wait to start looking pregnant rather than fat.

Jon: surely you don't believe that stuff the cosmetic companies put out about stretchmark-reducing creams, do you? My sister-out-law is my brother's partner. They ain't married, so this term is perfect!

Desiree said...

Just think - if you wore a dress it might be easier to prove you weren't shoplifting basketballs...

http://www.snopes.com/pregnant/shoplift.asp

Hmmm, on second thoughts, trousers would be much more discrete...and I guess you won't be going anywhere near a sports store for a while!

EB said...

My overhang was two hand widths.

Violet said...

Desiree: ummm...I'm not sure I'd want to prove that I don't have anything under my dress except my belly and my underpants...

EB: Overhang - an unexpected choice of word, but perfectly accurate!