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Philosophical Monday: Here’s Betty!

Me at Betty's age

Me at Betty's age

So by the time you read this, I’ll probably have delivered Betty. And hopefully if I wasn’t able to liveblog the pregnancy, I at least sent you a few updates. Anyway, I’m writing this last Tuesday, so I have no idea how this will all turn out yet, but it occurs to me (last Tuesday) that I should let you know how this first 2 weeks of maternity will go:

Basically all articles will go up as usual, but no daily personal column from me for obvious reasons.

slpc from “Fierce OR Nerdy” will be here to make sure everything goes smoothly for the next couple of weeks, so if you have any questions, please let drop her a line at slpc at fierceandnerdy dot com. Please be as nice to her as you are to me.

That all explained, let’s get a little more philosophical today. Though I complained (a lot) towards the end of my pregnancy, I must admit there will be some things that I miss about it:

1. Being able to fart loudly and then say, “I’m pregnant” if anyone looks at me sideways. Actually the pregnancy card will get you out of pretty much anything.

2. Actually appreciating exercise. It used to seem like a chore, but now I literally dream about doing things like running, biking, and lifting weights. Also, I’m committed to going into my second pregnancy healthy as a horse, so that I feel a bit stronger throughout next time around.

3. The belly shelf was awfully convenient. I’ll miss being able to balance cups and the like on my stomach hands-free.

4. Maternity jeans. SO comfortable. Seriously, if I could get away with wearing them post-baby, I would totally go for it. But CH has already told me that they need to go after I lose the weight. He’s mean.

5. People being so very nice to me. I’m not the kind of person who needs people to be nice to her, but it’s been lovely basking in the warm glow of humanity. But like Amy Poehler said about pregnancy:

“It’s really nice. You make people happy. There’s a reason why Santa Claus and Buddha both have big bellies. But as soon as you have your baby, nobody cares about you anymore. They just want to make sure you don’t sit next to them on the plane.”

Anyways, I’m sure I already miss you guys and can’t wait to get back online with my personal column in two weeks. Til then…

Love, love, love!