evan, lindsay, nina, elena and esther

Along with my dear friend Emily, our friend Jan is ALSO pregnant. Jan is due the first week of December, I’m due the 13th, Emily is due the 23rd. While sitting here missing Jan (she’s at home in Mexico and then in Portland, gone for a month), I’ve been doing some thinking. I have decided that Emily, Jan and I are like The Bermuda Triangle for the following reasons:

1. It takes three points to form a triangle (that’s logical enough right?)
2. It is a place of seasonal and often destructive torrential rains (crying, vomiting, sneezing or any other fluid excretion you can think of from being pregnant and having hay fever)
3. People get lost among us (we have little fetuses which can’t escape)
4. Exceeding tropical beauty (haha!)
5. There are commonly extraterrestrial sightings (sorta feels that way when you get an ultrasound. To think that there is a little being inside of me who I haven’t met yet!)
6. Whoever dares to set sail through our territory must be prepared to brave inexplicable dangers (I think of our husbands who suffer a lot because of us, and other poor unknowing sailors)
7. Periodic methane eruptions (no explanation needed for this one)
8. “A suspension of the law of physics” (I still wonder how the weight of a pregnant belly holds itself up)

Haha OK maybe that was all too much of a stretch. (it's funny to think that most of these may apply when we’re not pregnant as well.)

It is pretty incredible that we all find ourselves pregnant at the same time and that we have each other to commiserate with! I just have to waddle next door and flop down prostrate on Emily’s couch and I have the best company I could imagine. It's really great to have someone who understands what's happening to you. Earlier today Emily motivated me to go work out with her, which I haven’t done since I stopped attending pregnancy yoga a month ago (which was awesome I loved it!). First we stopped by the Snow building on campus for an errand. While I was waiting in the air conditioned building I walked “briskly” up and down a flight of stairs a few times, did a fair amount of lunges (like 6 maybe haha) and then sat on the ground and stretched a bit. We left the Snow building to go next door to the Hart gym and I realized that I was already pooped. Without a word she understood, and walked on while I walked the two blocks home to rest. Who else would have been as understanding?