it's so sad!

i just caught myself getting weepy. at the stupidest thing known to man. it was the end of part two of six million dollar man: the secret of bigfoot where the lonely alien lady has to erase steve austin's memory before sending him back to the camp where oscar is pining for him. and they're all sad, because they shared so much. and i got all sniffly. for crying out loud! god. i think that's a new low in preg-related weepiness.

in other news, i spent a good amount of time with cousin preggo on the weekend, which was nice. esp. since we seem to be going through the exact same things at the exact same times. the hips popping out! the pain! the pukiness! the rabbit pellets! the insatiable desire for bread and butter!

the tricky part was a family bbq where everyone knew cousin was preggers, but no one knows about me yet. sever exercise in holding my tongue with that one. very very tricky.

and, i managed to get more gardening done. i am using that as an excuse for why i am so stiff and crappy feeling now. the hip thing is driving me nuts - i wasn't expecting that kind of symptom until i am Great With Child. right now, i am not showing, and not getting any of the benefits of guilt and self-righteousness that are the pregnant woman's prime weapons in dealing with day to day life. cousin preggo is with me on this one. she was grocery shopping, and starving, so started eating a loaf of raisin bread in the supermarket. everyone looked at her like she was crazy. if she was showing, she'd get sympathetic nods! maybe some nice young mum would offer tips on the best brands of crackers even. but no, she just looks like a slim crazy woman. me, i can not wait for the day i can order people to give up their seats on the subway.