As was promised, the third trimester is turning into the first all over again. I am SO TIRED. This morning I got out of breath while…making a smoothie and watering plants? Yeah, that sure is exhausting. After I finished breakfast I had to go sit down on the bed to recover. I told the Lumberjack that I (honestly) just wanted to puke a few times and then go to sleep. That sounded like the absolute best. He did not agree with me; ergo, here I am at work.
Also! You guys I am SO EMOTIONAL. It’s so stupid. That’s all I have to say about that.
We forgot to take a picture this week (yes, that made me cry when I remembered – however, I am too tired to do anything about it), but I did sit for an art drawing class so you can look at me NAKED. So scandalous. It’s through Dr. Sketchy’s – a program that gets art students & burlesque dancers together. We dance and then pose; they draw us. I emailed the woman in charge a few weeks ago and asked if she was interested in pregnant ladies and she got Very Excited. She knew another burlesque dancer who is due 5 days after me, so we both sat for a “Very Pregnant” special Dr. Sketchy’s event. The artists all seemed really excited…especially this one dude in a sweater vest who waited after the show to give me a drawing and tell me how wonderful this was. He seemed reeeeeeeally happy to be talking to a pregnant lady. Not going to lie – it was a little awkward.
On Monday I get back on a dumb plane to fly to Boulder for the second of my 2-week training events. Thumbs down.
This post is too negative! When I am not exhausted and/or crying, things are going quite well. The Lumberjack is ridiculously excited about the baby, which totally cheers me up no matter how weepy I am. I can’t wait to see this kid’s face; I hope he looks like the Lumberjack, because his is the best face in the world.