The Final Week

Yup, it's the final week of my first trimester already. To celebrate, I gained a pound! Well, it wasn't really to celebrate; it just sort of happened. But it's the first pound I've gained this whole pregnancy so I'm pretty excited about it. I had a student tell me today that I still don't look pregnant and that she thinks maybe I need to eat more. I told her that I already eat as much as a horse these days and that I don't think I could possibly eat more. She seemed skeptical.

I'm starting to feel a little more normal, too. Normal as in I went to the gym tonight. I think it's a combination of not being so bogged down at work every day again (teaching really is tough work!) and moving into my second trimester. I didn't exactly push myself at the gym, but then again I'm not going there to be slender and lose weight. I just want to stay in good condition so that when the time comes I can have this baby out in under twenty minutes flat. (I've told Kelly that's my goal. He insists that even I won't be able to control my labor process. I told him we'll see.) Plus, if I make a habit out of couch sitting and ice cream eating, I'll never fit into my jeans again...and my jeans are way too cute to give up.