Bailey: I’m pregnant, you blind moron.
Chief: You’re what?
Bailey: My heart rate is 110, I’m burning three thousand calories a day, my legs are swollen, I got indigestion and gas. Did you know carrying a boy in your uterus means you burn ten percent more calories than if you had a girl? Guess what I’m carrying. I tried for seven damn years and a month before my fellowship notifications the stick turns blue. Men… from the very beginning they just suck the life right out of you. I’m not leaving. I’m pregnant. -Grey’s Anatomy
I’m 8 months pregnant!! Match told me the other day that some people might say the 2nd trimester is the “honeymoon” trimester, but for me, he thinks it’s the 3rd. He says, and I agree, that it’s because Piglet reached viability, a weight was lifted off our shoulders. He said I started glowing, and I’ve been less cranky.
Not to say the 8th month is all sunshine and rainbows. I’ve developed pregnancy carpal tunnel, where my hands randomly go numb, especially at night. When I walk for very long, my feet swell. When I stand up, I have to pee. Even if I’m standing up from the toilet after having just gone. I’m also still experiencing dizzy spells, and I try to limit my driving just to be on the safe side. I huff and puff just walking around the block with Monkey. But those minor discomforts are nothing to the joy I feel when I watch my stomach ripple from Piglet’s kicks and punches. Or when Match cradles the bump and blows raspberries on my stomach, causing Piglet to flip and dance. Match and I both agree that while we’re so excited to meet our little guy, we will miss these moments. So we’re enjoying the wonders of pregnancy in these final weeks.
