Baby Steps

I really have come to like new things. The first snow of the year, the first crop of calves and lambs in the spring, new shoes that fit just right and never tried but oh so good new recipes. What I am learning to like are bigger sized clothes, shiny skins and an increased interest in my feelings and well being by people I may or may not know really well. This whole welcome into the world of motherhood-to-be is interesting at best. I think its because I don't do the whole "pay attention to me, its all about me, me, me!" thing very well. I like to talk, jump right into the discussion, but I'm not real big on being in the spotlight. It makes me uncomfortable. With some folks I don't mind, but there are those out there that feel its perfectly fine to rub my "still looks like a beer gut, not really a pregnant" belly and tell me gaining weight is completely fine as they munch on carrots in their size 1 jeans and pretend like we're long lost friends. I'm not a fan of those folks, yet I seem to be surrounded by them more and more each day. I know they all mean well and I supposed in the large scheme of things its ok, but right now the raging hormones, lack of sleep and stress over working on my Masters, working full time, prepping for 1st time motherhood, selling Dove Chocolate as a side job and being a wife is making me not like those people all that much. Perhaps the second trimester will let me see them in a different light...