30 Weeks... and Counting

30 weeks, about 7.5 months (on a 10 month scale... remember 40 weeks divided by 4 is really more like 10 months, than 9. Another "suprise" of pregnancy!) Still feeling pretty darn good considering! I discovered swollen ankles this week. Oh, and either my thighs are swollen or they are just huge from weight gainage. Comments are starting up now... this week a lady at an event said to me, "So, any day now, huh?" I responded shyly, "Um, actually I still have at least 2 more months to go." Ouch. There are more comments but I shall not reveal :)

I guess that is just what happens. I join the ranks of all the other sensitive, slightly emotional, uncomfortable pregnant women worldwide who all of a sudden are judged or just plain old noticed more than they prefer. I'm considering shocking people. I should line up apple juice in several shot glasses and pony up to a bar and start pounding them. Heck, I already get gasps when I walk out of stabucks with a grande and people assume it's caffinated.

2 weeks ago dan and I started the pregnant classes. There are definitely pros and cons to these classes. Pros -- you get a massage and or some sort of rub down nearly every class. Solid. Cons -- they make you watch videos of births that are not only horrifying, but they really get you thinking: what have I done? There is no way out of this. And honestly, I am shocked that I didn't already know most of this stuff. The miracle of life is quite a discovery if you haven't already been down that road.