tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post8313946243426999417..comments2023-06-25T08:39:09.845-07:00Comments on A Wink and a Smile: Pregnant Me At 5 MonthsA Wink and a Smilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14304713025861744260noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post-81592662772172208962009-03-22T22:50:00.000-07:002009-03-22T22:50:00.000-07:00I agree that you have that mysterious glow that se...I agree that you have that mysterious glow that seems to be a part of most pregnancies. I don't know what it is; maybe it is the knowledge of new life growing within, or a small infusion of heaven, but it makes you more beautiful than ever!lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02962345624688987734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post-18247191546592782352009-03-22T22:33:00.000-07:002009-03-22T22:33:00.000-07:00You look darling.You look darling.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08415807611047300636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post-60432235762787788602009-03-20T11:40:00.000-07:002009-03-20T11:40:00.000-07:00You look so cute though. You don't look big at all...You look so cute though. You don't look big at all on the pictures. In fact I think you look better than I remember you in Armenia.<BR/>In any case, when you do start looking big, stay positive and think of it as an indication of a healthy growing baby! I can't wait to hear what you are having.Ritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03010765606721621732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post-31564326503091829582009-03-19T23:12:00.000-07:002009-03-19T23:12:00.000-07:00Okay--I just re-read your post and noticed Steve s...Okay--I just re-read your post and noticed Steve said "comparing," not "complaining." My sincere apologies!!! I wasn't mad at you, Steve, by the way--I was just reminiscing rather darkly at the lack of sympathy I'd received during my own nine months of discomfort. I hear through the grapevine that you're actually quite the model daddy-to-be. Good for you! Karl was, too, for the most part, though the ONE TIME I tried sending him to the store for some food I desperately needed right that moment almost to the point of tears (mac 'n cheese), he refused because it was a Sunday. I still believe the Lord would have forgiven him for this one teensy violation. Karl disagrees.<BR/><BR/>One thing, though--just to save all guys some time. We women will never, ever, EVER stop comparing ourselves to other women. It's built in to our brains. We just can't shut it off!!! Shameful, really. But what can you do?Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11200518427119344743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1323643995887361497.post-72765190747096533212009-03-19T23:06:00.000-07:002009-03-19T23:06:00.000-07:00'Kay. Here's the deal--I was told to stop complain...'Kay. Here's the deal--I was told to stop complaining myself when I was pregnant. But until guys learn what it feels like to be kicked in the ribs FROM THE INSIDE by a small person who will soon emerge from an exit door much, MUCH smaller than it, or to lie awake in the wee hours of the morning after going to the bathroom SEVEN TIMES since lights out, or to not be able to fit into any of their clothes and not have the money to buy flattering new ones, or to not recognize themselves in the mirror or be able to bend their fingers or walk without limping because they've swollen up like a gigantic balloon, they have NO RIGHT WHATSOEVER to tell us to stop complaining. Melinda, you have my number--call me and complain whenever you want!!! Near the end of those nine looonnng months, my liver began to spaz out on me, causing my hands and feet to itch so incredibly badly that I cried all night and wished for nothing more than a bed of razor blades to lean on. I had every right to complain!!! And you do too, for whatever reason you wish. You look fabulous, by the way--almost luminous. Nothing like that famous pregnancy glow!Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11200518427119344743noreply@blogger.com