Sunday, September 03, 2006

Relating

I am a talker. I try to relate to everyone. I love the be apart of the conversation. Lately at work I have been surrounded by pregnant people. Okay, not that many but enough to be in the middle of the conversation.

I hear, "Man, it sure is hard not to drink being pregnant." "My boobs have just gotten so big." "I am so tired."

Guess what comes to my mind? Oh me too! But wait, not anymore. I have almost started talking about being pregnant so many times. I don't fit into that circle anymore. I have nothing to show for my 8 weeks. I feel stupid giving my 10 cents.

The other day, one of the girls on my team asked if anyone had a spare mattress. I spoke up, "Oh we do. My husband has been wanting to get rid of it. It is old but we do." Then reality came and I realized that we won't be taking down the spare bedroom for the nursery this month. I had to tell her that I forgot, we will still be using it for a bit. UGH!

Anyone else feel like they don't fit in anymore?

4 comments:

Iris said...

When you wrote about the mattress I even thought to myself: G and I didn't take that bed down. We were supposed to do that before I left. ugh...then I read on about you needing it a bit longer and also remembered. :( Soon, my friend and then I'll come and help him take it down. ;)

Sunny said...

Thank you Snaps. It is crazy how our brain works sometimes!!!

Alli and Frankie said...

That's so hard. I always walk by the guest room and wonder what it will be like to hear a baby in there. And where will we move the game cabinets that are in there now? Ugh - I have more time to ponder that than I would like! LOL.

Dr. Grumbles said...

Yes. Yes. Yes.

I have to stop myself from chiming in when people discuss pregnancy symptoms. Especially if it is with someone who doesn't know my story and is likely to ask, "So, how old is your little one?"

My guest room is also still a guest room rather than the baby room it was once slated to become.

Sigh...

You are not alone!