The Coffee Shop

Left the house this morning at 8am to take hubby to the airport and to make it to my 8:45am doctor's appointment on time. Everything is going well with Barf. Today I weighed in at 143. My beginning weight was 129, so that's a gain of 14 pounds. I think that's fair because I had on the same type of jeans and the heavy shoes today that I had on at my first appointment. Clothing can add a few pounds. I have probably gained closer to 20 pounds, or roughly a pound a week since when I first went to the doctor I was already in weeks 5-6. The doctor said that Barf is moving a lot and I heard the heart beat again. Everything seems to be progressing normally.

Now I am sitting at a coffee shop eating a bagel with cream cheese and fresh squeezed orange juice.

When you're pregnant, strange people come up to you all the time and say strange things. Just now for example:
"Excuse me, are you pregnant?" Said the gentleman on the couch.
"Yes."
"Boy or girl?" said the gentleman on the couch.
"We're not sure yet" I said.
"Oh, well my wife and I have three kids - 17, 14 and 3, all with the same woman. I'm 55 and I think I'll be 70 or so when the youngest is 18. We were surprised to have the 3 year old, he's a healthy lad. But my wife thought she was going through menopause, so when I brought her to the OBGYN he said 'I found your problem, it's a baby boy.' When we did the amniocentisis we found out the baby didn't have Down Syndrome. I don't think I would want a baby with Down Syndrome. I would probably just opt for an abortion. That's how I feel, but I know that's now how everyone feels. What is your name?"
"I'm Emily."
"Emily, I'm Tom, I'm a professor down at the University of Louisville."
"What does your husband do?"
"We're both involved with politics. Tom, it was really nice to meet you."
"Oh, the pleasure is all mine."

And that's a typical day for the average pregnant woman walking around out there. Now Tom is chatting up Sky who accidentally took his seat while he got a coffee refill. Good luck Sky.