25w5d - 14w1d to go

It happened. AGAIN.

And this time I wasn't quite as amused as the first time.

I was sitting at my desk, and the cleaning crew was going around collecting the trash, and the cleaning lady, who is normally very sweet, asked me if I was 8 or 9 months pregnant. So I told her six months.

So she says "Only one??" to which I reply, yes, only one.

"Are you sure??" she asks, again.

"Yes, just the one!"

"Wow! So big!" she says.

I think what made this one even worse was that the woman doesn't speak English very well so I know she had to hunt for the words to ask me if I was having twins.

I know I am carrying very high and VERY out front, and I was no skinny mini to begin with, but really?? Twice now??

And it's not like I've gained a lot of weight. As of last Monday, I am only up 12 pounds. This huge shape of mine is ALL baby, and she's average size too so it's not like she's a big baby, either.

I don't know what to think...the first time it was funny because it was the first time someone really noticed I was pregnant. This time it wasn't so funny. And I know she was just trying to be polite and ask about the baby but I would never think to walk up to someone that I don't know and say "Wow, you're huge!" whether they're pregnant or not.

This, I can probably chalk up to the fact that the hormones have killed my normally pleasant demeanor, as well as my usual thick skin.

Anyway...on to better things.

Yesterday I made a trip out to Babies R Us and (hopefully) finished adding stuff to our registry, and cleaning out as much unnecessary stuff as I could. I need to call them and see if I can't get the dresser/changing table that matches our crib added to the registry, because it was gone from the store yesterday and I couldn't find it online. If not, I found one that at least almost matches.

I also swapped out our Pack & Play that Scott's grandma Fran had bought for us...I LOVED the one she bought (it was on the registry after all), but it was navy blue (Graco's Jungle Jubilation pattern) and as much as Scott & I both loved the design, we decided to swap it out for another one that we loved that was in pink. (The Graco Cherry Blossom pattern.) I actually procrastinated on that one for awhile because I loved the one she bought us. But, Scott (who has the worst case of baby fever I have ever seen a man get!) put it together last night, and it's adorable. It actually made me sad to see it put together - I just want the baby to BE here so I can put her in it!

In other not so great news, I have the yucky gestational diabetes test tomorrow morning. I have to wake up at 8, down a bottle of liquid glucose, and go sit in an office for an hour. Let's hope it comes back negative, though! I'm fairly high risk for gestational diabetes (between my dad being type 2, my great-aunt being type 2, and the fact that I'm overweight)...but I'm still hoping for the best.

Until then, I'm going to go enjoy another Girl Scout cookie. :)