Looking up . . .
No – I’m MUCH better today than I was on Monday. I’m going to chalk it up to hormones. For one thing – I’ve realized that every pregnancy is different – whether you’re fat or thin or what . . . Every woman has her own unique pregnancy experience. There’s never been another me before and there’s never been another Jude – so thus – of course I’m alone in this. But – in a good way.
Anyway – to be proactive – I went to my online support group for overweight pregnant women and expressed my woes to them. I got a good many responses – ladies left me email addresses and phone numbers- so I feel like I’ve built up a nice little community of help for myself from women who are most like me in this. One woman is 349 and she’s about to deliver. She says if she can make it, then so can I at a much lesser weight.
Anyway – I’m 23 weeks today and I’m feeling pretty good. I’m trying not to feel sorry for myself and drink lots of water. These seem to be two magical things. Which, sadly, means that I must completely kick my Dr. Pepper habit.
I’d become quite a “Pepper” in the last week or two, guzzling down DP (both caffeine free and regular) like it was the elixir of life.
NO MORE!
And not only that – but we could have this going on in there:
Sorry but it just wouldn’t be a good day with photoshop fun!
