Quack! Quack!

I’ve sworn to myself this whole pregnancy that I would NOT be a waddle-er. How very unattractive! Women who sway back and forth as they walk–I would never walk like that!

Sigh. I guess you know where I am going with this.

You know, people ask me all the time how I feel–and I’m always so happy to reply, “Great!” Rest assured, I do complain to my husband, but it’s more of a curious complaining. This is all so new to us, I want him to know what’s going on all the time.

Today, this was not the case. I am not kidding, my hip hurt from the time I woke up until the end of the day. I had tutoring this afternoon, and the little girl I work with always sits on the carpet with me. Yet another thing I take pride in: Getting down in the floor and playing with the kiddos. Well, we spent the first forty minutes there–then we had to move to a table. This body of mine isn’t cooperating with what my mind wants to do!

I’ve decided that waddling isn’t a choice. Today I realized that I wasn’t waddling because my upper body is so big–it’s because my hips are different! They won’t allow my legs to walk the way they should. Hence, the waddle…

Ahh, well… eight more weeks isn’t that far away… Until then, my waddling is accompanied by my hand in the small of my back, breaks to do some belly dancing circles, and nights massages upon demand and yoga stretches. It’s a good thing I don’t have a bathtub, or this baby and I would spend hours soaking away…

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