Me and my muumuu
The last time my mom and dad travelled to Hawaii, they returned with a pink muumuu for me. I have discovered that it is the most comfortable item of clothing that I own as well as being beautiful. It originally had puffy sleeves trimmed in lace (which is not quite my style) and the elastic on the end of the sleeves (hence the puffiness) was slightly too tight for my arms to be comfortable, so I cut off the sleeves and made the top more of a “tank top” style top, which I know is not how the muumuu was designed to be, nor how I would find one in Hawaii. I explained my actions to David this way: with the sleeves, I would never have worn it… without the sleeves, I am wearing it all the time!
It feels so nice to have something so comfortable, so covering, and so beautiful to wear when my body is taking on a mind of its own. I no longer feel that my belly is “cute” or even, really, me. The “linea negra” is pretty disturbing and my belly button… well, let’s not go there. I am thankful that I have seen no stretch marks yet, though I haven’t really looked for them since I can only see the top half of my globular abdomen. And the little hairs… why does pregnancy make me so hairy? David commented that my belly fuzz should be sticking straight out like when he buzz-cuts his hair with the number 1 guard on the trimmer. Thanks, Dave, for the laugh!
I no longer have a round belly either, though I just realized I described it as globular (thinking of a globe originally but now thinking of a glob) - I can always tell, just by looking, which side the baby is hanging around because I am lopsided to that side… and then theres the ever-present foot (or fist) jutting out under my right arm and ribs… I am going to give birth to a triangle! Any stretches result in a 3 point breath-stopping moment of pain: 1. between my legs, 2. to the left of my belly-button and 3. right rib cage! Yeaooow!
Don’t'cha just love the last moments of pregnancy?!
BUT, I must say: We are looking so forward to holding and loving and raising and feeding and changing and bathing and burping and cooing and worrying and … and … and whatever parenthood throws our way! Let the sleepness nights begin!! I’m already awake all night anyhow with the sporadic yet strong yet painless contractions and the having to empty my bladder every 3 minutes or flip sides to relieve the hip pains. David is the one you should be praying for with the change in sleep habits!
We are so excited to finally find out what we’re having. I know a lot (most) of my friends and acquaintences think we’re nuts but it really makes this whole pregnancy interesting - and to think, we’re prepared now for whatever future sons or daughters we’ll have! If this one is a boy and we have a girl next, we won’t have to go out and buy a whole new infant wardrobe and vice-versa. Really, the babies don’t care. All the pink vs. blue stuff… isn’t it all really for the parents? I mean, really? Okay, so that’s how I feel about having waited. I love it and, yes, I would wait to find out all over again!
So back to the muumuu… I may look silly (though don’t ask for any pictures) but I feel great. Thanks, mom and dad, for thinking of me when you were in Hawaii. I love the muumuu!