Had my first fall yesterday. What a trip! I was walking down the hallway at work and kablam! I fell flat down. Not flat, really. Actually I was rather proud of myself for falling gracefully. I kind of settled down on the ground with my skirt intact all around me so no flashing of the panties and I said “Oh!” in a very ladylike way. Immediately, I was surrounded by about ten people who were semi-hysterical. They kept saying things like, “Lie down!” On the floor? Or: “Get an ice bag!” To put where? I kept waiting for somebody to say, “Boil some water.” It was a real trip. But they finally had Walt Huntley lift me up bodily and carry me to my office. He was pretty cool about it since it was kind of embarrassing. “Just put your arms around my neck,” he said, and stood up easy as you please. When Michael got back to the office, he said, “What happened to you?” I told him and he was pretty cool, but I think he was worried and he told me to stay home the rest of the week. Now when we go up and down the stairs he takes my arm and stuff like he is serious about helping me so I won’t fall, which is nice.
But anyhow, I am really big now and have experienced a feeling I didn’t think I would. That is, when I go someplace without Michael, I feel self-conscious about being pregnant. I can’t quite figure out why, but I do. I think some of it has to do with the fact that I didn’t realize how pregnant I was until about a week ago. I was walking with Michael and I looked in a plate-glass window and saw myself and couldn’t believe it. A stomach!! What a shock. I don’t know why I didn’t think the sideways view would be that different, but I was shocked. I looked huge! Sometimes I feel like people are uncomfortable around pregnant women because they are living proof of the sexual act! Well, sorry to tell you, but it’s true. We made this baby together! If it hadn’t been for us, it never would have come into being.
So, three months to go. I wish peace and health to this lil’ kid. I want it to live forever and be perfect. Isn’t that a burden to put on a baby who is as yet only six pre-natal months old? Ha! Already a pushy mother!