Small Talk

Dear Wonderful Coworkers,

I love working with you. You believe in what you do, you support your friends at work. You have the best intentions. So when you see a pregnant lady, you ask her how she is doing. How she is feeling. When she is due.

I answer these questions about fourteen times a day.

So, I am going to get a T-shirt printed, to answer these questions. The words will be printed on the back of the T-shirt, because the front is rather bulbous at the moment and will make reading difficult. I've considered bold font, highlighting, playing with the colors, but after consideration, a consistent font and black text will suffice, especially since you will have to read it as I am walking away.

How am I feeling?

Well, since you asked, do you know what a pelvic floor is? Mine hurts.

I have to pee every half hour, which means I have to run into people in the halls, which means I have to answer questions.

I'm hungry all the time. In fact, if you are reading this, it is likely I just ate an entire package of chocolate covered donuts from the vending machine.

My current theme song is "She Bop" by Cyndi Lauper since my husband won't have sex with me.

A little irritated when someone says "You're so big, it looks like you could give birth any day now!"

Yes, I have four and a half weeks left. No, I'm not ready for it to happen right now. This little girl will come when she's good and ready. No, I'm not worried about the pain. Are you?

I'm feeling

wired

uninspired

tired.

Thanks for asking. Love, Me.