About two weeks ago I found out I was pregnant. I'm about 7 weeks along; just enough to feel the morning sickness morning, noon, and night. As I wrapped my brain around pregnancy and all the changes it will bring my mind filled with endless questions. Some important, others trivial.
Of course, the financial issue arose. No more lavish shopping sprees for no reason. What type of parenting approach should I take? How fat will I get? Will I lose the weight? Will my baby be healthy? Foods I should and shouldn't be eating? Will it be a boy or girl? Does the baby poop in your womb? (This one actually crossed my mind late last night when I was battling bouts of dry heaving and insomnia. Answer: he or she actually can poop in the womb if you are overdue. GROSS.) And, the questions just keep coming.
I'm constantly googling topics to bone up on my pregnancy info. Overall, Future Daddy and I are completely excited and look forward to the joys that a new human being will bring to our lives -- although, he could do a bit better on getting his facts straight. He came home the other day after I was in bed all day only getting up to vomit and said, "I talked to some of the women at work that have babies and they said they didn't get sick or crazy or feel like sleeping all day." Oh, excuse me for not falling into the office norm of pregnancy symptoms. Needless to say, I got crazy and he started googling. Now, we have an understanding.
To wrap this all up, I wanted to let our viewing fashionistas know we will still be covering beauty and fashion as well as incorporating pregnancy beauty and fashion. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I'm throwing the make-up in the bathroom closet to hibernate and settling with Mimi Maternity stretch jeans and heinously disgusting billowed tops. The Working Girl, now The Prego Girl, will suck up the morning sickness and greet the world with the utmost fashion awareness.
