The leggings have taken up far more time and energy than I believe they merit.
The first outfit I put on, leggings with the only long sweater I have and boots, Nick said I looked like I was on ski vacation. Definitely not professional enough for the office.
The other leggings outfit I came up with - this super cute graphic sort-of T-shirtish top but longer and fitted, with different boots - was also no. He said I looked like a Japanese teenager.
I took that as a compliment, and will definitely try it on a weekend.
So I am wearing them under a dress in lieu of tights. Tights would look better, but the ones I have strangulate my belly. As leggings, though, I don't see the point.
Please bear in mind that I'm feeling all pregnanty fat and bitter.
Health update/public service announcement for the day
Because I don't know if you've read this totally random and tragic story about the Brazilian model who started out with a UTI, which turned into a blood infection. She wound up having to have her hands and feet amputated. And ultimately she died.
I'd read about the amputations, and thought man, I wonder if someone that young and beautiful, whose career is entirely based on her looks, would want to live with no hands and feet. Even not that young and beautiful, with no modeling career, it's hard for me to imagine that I would want to.
And then if you go Googling, it turns out that septicaemia, or blood poisoning, as it's apparently commonly called, is not actually that uncommon. Fret material.
Your mother was right when she told you not to hold it. Also, remember to pee after you have sex.
The cocksucking cold
I know this only feels like the longest winter of my life. I have had longer, I know I have. There have been ice storms in April. But man, I just feel like is this one ever going to end?
And if it's not, when the fuck is the pregnancy increased temperature going to start? Do you know how fucking tired I am of being cold all the time?
The Twilights - and if you have not read book four, skip this one
Holy crap! I'm in the middle of Breaking Dawn, and she's pulling it together so nicely! I love it! If I could stay up later or didn't have to go to work, I'd be long finished.
Also, I still love Jacob.
And finally, however much I do not love being preg, I am very thankful I'm not having a monster half-vampire baby.