Not in a bad way...in a really really sweet way.
|here I am at 29 weeks!!! I really popped huh!!! We were putting away Christmas decor and Tommy said, "whoa, you look really pregnant I need to take your picture NOW!" It was pretty funny.|
Last month I was on medicine floors at the hospital...which means wicked early mornings, lots of late nights, and insanely hectic days....tested my patience a LOT. Except, there was a huge plus... I worked on a team with GIRLS!! It was huge...like...HUGE huge. Since I've lived in New York I haven't really had any girlfriends...I work with nearly all guys (and don't get me wrong...the men I work with are sooo great... but lady comrades are gems!). So you can imagine my ELATION to befriend a few fab females! Plus, these girls kindof made a fuss over my "preggo-ness" which was totally fun. They ooohed and ahhhed over my ever expanding belly, and would tell me how cute I am - which is always sweet to hear since I feel large and kindof clumsy in this expanded shell I'm in.
A couple of them said they wanted to throw me a little baby shower. Isn't that so nice? These girls, whom I barely know, want to throw me a shower. I couldn't even contain myself...my eyes welled up.
I'm making friends :-)
Baby steps. Literally.
*note: I'm doing my Plastic Surgery rotation right now and am in Heaven - it is SOOOOO amazing! Those medicine floor rotations always suck the life out of me...and then I get to go back in the operating room and all is at peace with the world again. Plastic surgeons do amazingly beautiful work - some of their results are so perfect you wouldn't even know a deformity was present at all! Gives me goosebumps. I'm so lucky to learn from these docs.