Pros and Cons of Pregnancy

I think this might be a new segment on the baby blog - the Pros and Cons of Pregnancy. I have to thank some colleagues, BT & BCK, for the idea since we were emailing back and forth at work yesterday listing some pros and cons and the emails made me laugh.

CON: Raised Body Temperature

In mild, lovely Wisco, I hadn't noticed this too much. When we had that heat wave a few weeks ago, I got a glimpse of what a very hot summer would be like - yikes! On vacation, it was H-O-T every day. As much as I loved Charleston, I thought I was going to melt every time we stepped out of air conditioning. Not to mention, most of my maternity clothes are knit fabric - which when sweaty and humid just clings to you and makes you more hot. Have the makers of maternity clothes not thought of this???? My husband thinks it is funny because usually I go to bed with sweatpants and a sweatshirt and use all of the blankets. Lately, it's the parachutes and a t-shirt and I maybe will use the sheet. I sometimes affectionately call my belly "my little heater". It is almost time for tube #2 of the peppermint cooling lotion!

PRO: Everyone loves a pregnant woman

While on vacation, I got lots of mention toward the belly. We stopped for lunch at Rush's chicken on our drive (because it was Sunday and Chick-Fil-A was closed) and the woman taking our order said, "$5.02 is your change and Congratulations on the baby!". Walking the boardwalk in Myrtle Beach, the spray paint t-shirt guys called out "Congratulations on your baby - Wanna buy a t-shirt?". We met a young couple who were honeymooning in MB and they were asking us all about our baby plans. Ladies and Gentleman, somewhere in Rochester NY, a newlywed couple knows our probable boy name. (We haven't decided on a girl name yet, but that's another story for another day.) I was a little anxious about telling them but my husband left me no choice - while talking to them, he leaned over and said to me, "We can probably tell them the name, right?". Of course I had to say, "Yes" lest I look like the crazy preggo lady, ha ha ha. Back to the topic at hand. Last night I went to pick up a shoe repair at this local cobbler, who isn't exactly a crochety old man, but let's just say he tends that way. He told me the total for the repair and something about the way I turned when I went to get my money must have brought the bump into light and he said, "When are you expecting?" I replied with my due date and he said, "I'm going to do something I rarely do. {Hands me back my money} Save your money for the baby. It's on me." How awesome is that?! So as I said a few days ago, the pendulum is swinging a bit more toward the "love" (or at least "like") side of the love/hate relationship I have with pregnancy.