{"id":1102,"date":"2007-11-25T16:49:06","date_gmt":"2007-11-25T21:49:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2007\/11\/25\/random-bullets-of-belly\/"},"modified":"2007-11-25T18:51:37","modified_gmt":"2007-11-25T23:51:37","slug":"random-bullets-of-belly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2007\/11\/25\/random-bullets-of-belly\/","title":{"rendered":"Random bullets of belly"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li>I was never entirely sure, during my first two pregnancies, whether I was carrying like a watermelon or like a basketball.  I always suspected I was vaguely more watermelonish.  This time, the belly is definitely higher and more out in front &#8211; aha, basketball.<\/li>\n<li>In light of the above, I have now reached a point in this pregnancy where there is more belly suspended out in space than cradled in the not-insignificant cavity created by my pelvic bones.<\/li>\n<li>The Player to be Named Later seems to have an especially strong relationship with gravity.<\/li>\n<li>He also never. stops. moving.  In fact, I love this, as it&#8217;s like having my own little party going on all day long.  There is nothing better than sitting in a boring meeting at work feeling him thumping happily and stretching this way and that.  It&#8217;s like having a private conversation that favours nobody but me.<\/li>\n<li>I have been telling myself that this constant activity <em>in utero<\/em> is a sign of a placid, mellow baby.  Please do not disabuse me of this notion.<\/li>\n<li>I have also reached a point where the baby and I are engaged in an endless battle over territory.  He thinks the owns the place, and is oblivious to my claim that I was here first.<\/li>\n<li>Despite the fact of having clearly and unmistakably seen this baby&#8217;s exterior plumbing components, and having the male gender confirmed by the ultrasound tech, because of the differences in the way I am carrying this one and the fact that the dream never actually dies, I occasionally wonder if maybe I wasn&#8217;t seeing an index finger instead of, you know, a penis.<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;m very glad that I had a low-lying placenta early in this pregnancy, which necessitated one more ultrasound next week.  Just so I can be sure, once and for all, that he is in fact a he.<\/li>\n<li>The belly, obvious as it is, comes in very handy and I am not at all shy about milking it for all it&#8217;s worth.<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217;m all about the &#8220;expectant mother&#8221; parking spots.<\/li>\n<li>A few mornings a week, I get on a bus that is standing room only, and someone has always given up their seat for me.<\/li>\n<li>While I feel mildly guilty about turfing someone else from their seat for the 40 minute ride, I haven&#8217;t yet declined.<\/li>\n<li>On the other hand, I&#8217;m getting annoyed about what I can&#8217;t do.  I shovelled the driveway the other night after we had 10 cm of wet snow fall.  In retrospect, that wasn&#8217;t such a great idea, but I clearly remember shovelling the driveway throughout both my previous pregnancies and am getting tired of asking people to do stuff for me.<\/li>\n<li>I still have a little more than 10 weeks to go.<\/li>\n<li>This seems, in theory, like a very long time.  However, with Beloved&#8217;s birthday, a conference in Toronto, Christmas and potentially Simon&#8217;s birthday in the interim, I&#8217;m thinking it&#8217;s really not going to seem like very long at all.<\/li>\n<li>While I&#8217;m looking forward to his arrival, I&#8217;m content to keep him tucked in here for a while yet.  No diapers, no feedings, and two arms free seems like a fair trade off for comfortable sitting, lying or walking.  For now.<\/li>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was never entirely sure, during my first two pregnancies, whether I was carrying like a watermelon or like a basketball. I always suspected I was vaguely more watermelonish. This time, the belly is definitely higher and more out in front &#8211; aha, basketball. In light of the above, I have now reached a point &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2007\/11\/25\/random-bullets-of-belly\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Random bullets of belly&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-postcards-from-my-uterus"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1102"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1102\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}