People are Interesting!

Here I sit, it's day 3 of week 12, writing as another week has come to a close. Part of me can hardly believe that I am almost done with my first trimester. All the while, the other half of me is thinking that May seems like an awfully long ways away. I know it will be here before we know it though because these last 12 weeks really have flown by!

Over this past week I had a few new observations about my pregnancy. The hormones combined with the prenatals have been making my nails grow like crazy and I have also noticed that they are much harder to break than before. The other thing that I've noticed, which I love, is the fact that I can count my facial blemishes on all of 2 fingers for the past 12 weeks. I almost never break out anymore. It's a wonderful thing! 

Great news: my toothbrush-induced vomiting is now a thing of the past. I only had one morning this past week that I felt a little queasy. (I think it was due to some questionable IHOP food late the night before and had nothing to do with being pregnant...). It feels good to love my toothbrush again!

The last thing that was really brought to my attention this week is that people seem to think everything is their business when you're pregnant. Now, don't get me wrong, I love it when people ask how I've been feeling, when people tell me they have been praying for me, when our Pastor prays for our growing baby in church, etc. I also love when people say wonderful things like: 

• "You look great!" 
• "You don't look tired at all." 
• "You don't look like you're 12 weeks pregnant. You don't look like you've gained an ounce."

These are the people I love and the people that make me want to be pregnant for awhile. These are the people that make my day. These are the people that make me feel like hugging them. (And if you know me at all, you know that is an extreme because I don't give hugs. Ever. Except to Sam).

Now, the people that make me get on the scale more often than need be, the people that make me stand in front of the mirror, staring at myself to see if I look huge, for 5 minutes every morning (also something I never do...), the people that make me want to wear maternity clothes now even though I don't need to, these are the people who say things like this to me:

• "Do you feel like you've put on weight?"
• "You're looking thicker"
• "You definitely have a bulge"

Yikes! These are the people that cause my pregnancy hormones to rage! I have never considered myself to be a vain person, but I'm finding that I'm worried about gaining too much weight and looking huge while I'm pregnant. If you would have told me that I would be concerned about the way I look once becoming pregnant, before I was pregnant, I would have laughed in your face. I'm ashamed of myself to even think such a thing, but I do care. Above all, I am praying that the Lord creates a healthy, happy baby and I know that I'll get the weight off once the baby is here. However, I could definitely do without the thicker, bigger, bulgier comments until then.