Monday, October 17, 2011

What is Past is Prologue, Part II

April (cont.):

(at 19 weeks)
On a Sunday night I tell my parents and my friends that there will be a baby. Everyone is way more surprised than I anticipate. Like, shocked.


We go camping again with friends, and in photos from the trip, I realize that I actually look pregnant, rather than simply chunky.


I announce that I'm pregnant on my blog. Sort of. Running gets complicated.

(at 23 weeks)

I start swimming, and am astounded at my reduced lung capacity. I spend a lot of my time alone these days. I think a lot, which is a mixed bag. Like anything, solitude is great in moderation, and like everything, I'm terrible at moderation.

(at 25 weeks)

to be continued . . .

1 comment:

  1. It's like I'm a strange voyeur of your journey. I remember this but couldn't participate in something inwardly shifting and changing.