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Lately I’ve been feeling more and more pregnant if that’s possible. I know you either are or aren’t, but I’ve been experiencing pregnancy in my brain and not just the visible ever expanding areas. I know its normal but it certainly does feel funny. I keep bumping into furniture totally misgauging my own body’s parameters.  Jonathan describes it as when you get a new car and it takes a few days to learn the car’s parameters and do a perfect parallel park.  Well I’m getting used to new parameters almost weekly now. I finally stopped jabbing my side on Jonathan’s desk every time I roll out of bed. (He moved his office into our bedroom to make room for the baby in old office.)

But the part that feels the strangest is the complete obliviousness to the passage of time. I think pregnant women should be warned about the time warp you step into during the third trimester.  I have completely lost the ability to tell how much time passes and gauge how much time it takes to preform tasks.  I’m moving slower now, but I don’t feel as if I am. I realized this when I set out to put socks on the other morning, and it took 30 minutes. Told a friend I’d be over in 20 minutes, arrived an hour and 40 minutes feeling like only 20 minutes had passed.  Fall asleep for a 10 minute nap and I blow through two hours.  But the scary thing is it feels like 10 minutes, can’t tell the difference at all. So I’ve resorted to wearing a watch.

Amused myself this week by beginning to decorate the baby room. Looking forward to next month when we’ll start buying furniture. Oh lala…