- My hair is finally long enough to pull back into a (very tiny) ponytail.
Please excuse the terrible picture. I was standing, back to the bathroom mirror, with my iphone over my head. This is the only picture, out of about 50, that even come close to showing my whole head.
Pre-pregnancy, I had subtle variations of the same short haircut for the last 2 years. Now that may look like a low-maintenance, mom-friendly haircut, but let me assure you it's not. It takes quite a bit of blow drying and flat ironing to make it look like that. If I let it air dry, it's all wavy and frizzy. Plus I immediately got tired of having my bangs in my face.
So, once I found out I was pregnant I decided to start growing it out so that I might be able to pull it back once the baby got here. It may not be the most glamorous thing in the world, but I consider that tiny ponytail a victory.
- We picked a pediatrician. I originally had my mind set on using a family practitioner rather than a specialist, but then Laura had a pediatrician come to one of our birth classes to give some basic information on newborn care. It just so happened that Dr. G has an office close to our house and, since she just opened her own practice, she is accepting new patients. That's not all. If she's away from her office, phone calls automatically forward to her cell phone. And she always answers it. Even on nights and weekends. How could I not fall in love with her for that? So after making sure she's covered by our insurance, we swooped in and scheduled an appointment. I love when awesome people just fall into my lap without me having to do any research.
- Not a single stranger has touched my bump. I had heard so many women complain about this that I just assumed it would happen to me too. No one, not even little old ladies, have reached out a curious hand. Even my own family asks me before they cop a feel! Maybe my anti-social tendencies are more palpable than I realized?
- My bump has, however, been a magnet for food stains. I cannot go a single day without getting a food stain on my shirt. I wasn't that clumsy before I was pregnant, so maybe the spazzing is a side-effect. Today I dropped mayonnaise on a white t-shirt and even that managed to leave a stain.
- I got a pre-natal massage. Cheryl was so wonderful when she visited our birth class Steven thought I might enjoy a session as a mother's day gift. Steven thought right. I had never had a massage before and I was surprised by how much they hurt! She did a good bit of deep tissue work on my legs, glutes and pelvis and the pain was almost more than I could take. But after she was finished, all my back pain was gone and my pelvis felt less disjointed. The best part about the pre-natal session is that it's a two-for-one deal. After I deliver I can come back for a free realignment session to help put my joints and organs back where they're supposed to be. I can't wait!