I was talking to a professor today. She’s my age, and pregnant with her first baby. It’s a girl – she’s so thrilled. She knows my kids are both boys, and after saying how relieved she was that it was a girl and not one of Those Boys, she covered her mouth in horror and apologized profusely. It was cute. I told her that when I found out Jack was a boy, I wept copiously. But now, after having two of them, I know the secret – boys are best! ;)-
She also said that, at 20 weeks, being a tall woman, she isn’t really showing and just looks fat. I remembered sticking my belly out and holding my back in those early days, so that everyone would know I was pregnant and not porking out on snacks. It’s funny because these days I do the opposite – hunch over, trying to hide my belly, hoping nobody asks me when my baby’s due. (I’m not having a baby – we’re clear on this, yes? Therein lies the problem . . .)
In a similar but tangential vein, anybody have any good workout music ideas? I’m a bit sick of my mix. I’m a club-music kinda girl, at least for running. It would horrify my former bandmates, but in my workout mix I love Top 40 – I’m all about Lady Gaga, Britney Spears, Jay-Z, Usher, and the All American Rejects. Anything with a danceable beat. I need some inspiration. All of this daily running makes a girl’s iTunes database grow tired quickly.