~ Is it my hormones or is it the rest of the world?
It's week 20 already, and I have now told my work that I am pregnant. It's a relief to finally be able to wear comfy maternity clothes now (and I can thoroughly recommend Seraphine, who do mail order, and who currently have a sale on), rather than having to shoe horn myself into my usual work clothes. Surprisingly enough, no one had noticed at all, despite my being convinced that others around me must have noticed my burgeoning waist line!
... Which will now start to burgeon even more given that I ate a whole pack of mini macaroons to myself this afternoon. It's not easy, with the thought always lurking in the back of my mind that I'm going to get fat anyway, so what the hell, I may as well eat as much cake as I want. The truth of the matter is that a pregnant woman need only eat an extra 200-300 calories per day on top of a normal diet (which equates to one medium macaroon or two slices of buttered wholemeal toast)- however, it's difficult to remember that in the office when the 4pm hunger sets in. It's even harder to remember that 200-300 calories does not cover a whole big mac meal or a family size plate of fries... I must, I really must go swimming tomorrow.
Speaking of swimming, I complained to the lifeguard at my gym pool about a fast swimmer who was in the slow lane (of which I am an inhabitant being a pregnant woman), inconsiderately splashing up and down at twice the speed of everyone else. I wondered if it was my hormones, and whether these had roused my annoyance capacity to a previously unknown level, or whether it was simply the fault of an inconsiderate individual. But then I saw that someone had stuck a piece of chewing gum on the window sill of the communal hallway outside our flat and I saw red- so I stuck a sign up asking for the offender to remove the gum, in no uncertain terms. Finally, I quibbled over an unreasonable transfer fee with a course provider. Maybe it's my hormones, or maybe it's simply the fighting spirit that's suddenly kicked in- afterall I've got a baby on the way! Or maybe it's just the rest of the world ...