I am tired and my pants are tight
I swear, this is my new motto. I ought to just have it screenprinted on a shirt so that people don't have to ask me how I am doing. Here I am in the beginning of my second trimester. 14 weeks. The point where you still technically don't look pregnant. Just chunky. Like I drank too much beer or overate during the holidays. I feel like if I were to bump into someone I knew who hadn't seen me in a while, when they walked off they'd be like "Wow. Dawn's put on a little weight." So, my first instinct now is to immediately blurt out that I am pregnant. Not just pudgy. I am also trying to hold off buying maternity clothes until it gets warmer so that I won't have maternity clothes for 2 seasons. Please lord, let the spring get here soon. I am ready to bust out the flip flops and capris.
I do have one dirty little secret. I've learned that telling people that I'm pregnant gets me stuff. I guess that's awful, but it's true. I've gotten discounted smoothies and a size upgrade more than once at my gym. I've gotten "a little extra" at a restaurant. And today, at the Clinique counter, the girl there and I were talking about how they were painting the store and how strong the smell was. I told her it was stronger for me because I was pregnant. Well, she just couldn't give me enough samples after that! It was crazy! So, I guess that since we have to put up with the nausea, exhaustion, and random bouts of crying that getting a few special favors is ok.
I do have one dirty little secret. I've learned that telling people that I'm pregnant gets me stuff. I guess that's awful, but it's true. I've gotten discounted smoothies and a size upgrade more than once at my gym. I've gotten "a little extra" at a restaurant. And today, at the Clinique counter, the girl there and I were talking about how they were painting the store and how strong the smell was. I told her it was stronger for me because I was pregnant. Well, she just couldn't give me enough samples after that! It was crazy! So, I guess that since we have to put up with the nausea, exhaustion, and random bouts of crying that getting a few special favors is ok.

