I can no longer sit on the couch for more than an hour.

I finally managed to put on some weight! I have no idea how much I've gained since I've never been a big fan of stepping on the scale. I remember in mid November, a few days before finding out I was pregnant I went shopping and was rather astounded that I was such a bigger size than I remembered, and I stepped on the scale that night. Then over the next two months I lost some weight, and now I'm finally sure I've put on weight. I've never been as heavy as I am right now!

In fact, I remember as a child my mom flipping out about being fat and I told her that no one is fat until they're over one hundred and fifty pounds, which is exactly where I am right now. I remember being surprised when my mom wasn't comforted by my sage words, however. Sad. I think I was about seven years old. My failure at comforting my mom forever engraved that interaction on my mind and one fifty has been my "DO NOT CROSS" line ever since.

I hope I'm never that neurotic about my weight.

Anyway, I have a pain in my ribcage that makes it painful for me to slouch at all, so sitting in a car for nine hours today, combined with watching teevee for another three on the super uncomfortable laZ boy couch we have just about killed me dead today. I finally had to move to the bean bag and it was much more comfortable. I don't think I'm going to try sitting on the couch for prolonged periods again. I figure I'll be huge and suffering from unwanted aches and pains soon enough, thanks!

We went to a kinky party last night and ran into some folks I haven't seen in a while. I wore some tight shiny black pants I made for my business a while ago, and my "husband beater" tank top with no bra. I felt sexy and round in all the right places! I didn't actually beat anyone, however, we had to get up early this morning so we could look at property on the coast. Not a promising trip but we had fun looking around. I like small towns.

I don't think I've stressed enough that I feel SUPER SEXY being pregnant. It helps that my husband actually has to wipe the drool off his chin when I'm getting ready for bed at night, and he's constantly telling me that he has never seen more fantastic boobs than mine, ever! I just want to get it on all the time these days! Sometimes I just sit and stare at myself in the mirror, admiring my changing body. I look damn good, disappearing waistline and all!

This pregnancy is good for me!