With the start of 2009, I've become a year older (again) and we've started the downhill half of this pregnancy. Still no news to report on the name front -- we are considering a multitude of options, and have started compiling the possibilities in three lists: A List, B List, and Rejected. Among the rejected are several of my greatest ideas, but... I suppose that naming this child Harrison Ford Chawan might not be the best long term plan.
Since I'm finally starting to look slightly more "pregnant" than "lazy," I think that I can safely add some pictures of the transformation to the blog -- apologies to anyone thinking that this is simply not in good taste. Believe me, if I wasn't transfixed by the transformation of my own body in the way that some people are by reality TV or the overused "train wreck" I wouldn't bother. Since I'm in awe and because it's my blog, there will be some pictures . I won't post them each week, but figure that eventually there will be some, um..., more obvious gains made, and having a comparison point can't hurt. What remains of my waist is disappearing daily and I expect it to be gone within the week, replaced by a much more round than flat middle.
So, I'll go back to school tomorrow and I'm sure that any middle schoolers who didn't hear the rumor confirmed before vacation will be seeing more of a change as they return this week. I'm now officially in all maternity pants -- sizing up simply had to come to an end -- and the shirts are next on the list. If anyone's quick to notice change and question its origins, it's the 10-14 year old crowd. Nothing gets by them for long.
