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Fat
There's the babe. Today I'm 10 weeks and I think that I'm starting to feel fat. Not pregnant, fat. Yuck. This must be what I've read about. The period of time before I start to show. Instead of a cute, baby belly I am starting to get a not so fluffy and delicious muffin top. I notice it the most in my work out clothes. At least at the gym it may appear that I am there to try to thin out the fluff, I guess. Glad to see I still have some optimism. The positive side of this, yes there is one, is that sun-dress season is here to save the day! I can hide my muffin basket under soft, cute, cotton dresses. Now I just need to obtain some.
Food
I still wouldn't say that I am having cravings but I have been gravitating toward certain things. Last week I had a PBJ (and when I ran out of jelly, PB honey) sandwich every day. This week it's spaghetti with marinara sauce, yum! I have also enjoyed eating gummy candies of any assortment. Still hate drinking water and am not particularly interested in eating chicken.
Gym
I'm starting to tell that I'm not able to 'keep up' in my gym classes the way I used to, which is fine since I'm not supposed to be going all out anymore. I'm still loving spin even thought it's an hour long and I'm about ready to slip into a coma toward the end. Today I jumped on the cross-trainer to watch Inception in the cardio cinema room. About 15 minutes in I got really hot and started to feel like my body was on auto-pilot, not the good auto-pilot either. With 10 minutes left I had to leave. When I got home I ate my spaghetti and a piece of PB toast and then passed out on the couch... hard. It felt so good! Maybe I was just overdone from walking around the zoo all day on a field trip.
Sharing
We're pretty sure that we've now told everyone close to us about the tiny human. I keep going on to Facebook to make it public but something keeps stopping me. Weird. Guess I'll keep waiting.
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