Today I went back to work still feeling under the weather, and everything that was bad became intolerable. The last straw was when a coworker saw me getting my umpteenth drink of water and joked that the reason I'm so warm must be because I'm now covered with a layer of fat.
"I'm not warm, just THIRSTY," I snapped. "I've only gained ONE POUND."
It didn't help that I had finally unpacked all my maternity clothes last night. I drink so much water during the day that my normal shirts can no longer handle how much my belly bloats out between getting up in the morning and going home at night, so today I wore an empire waisted maternity blouse with plenty of give in the belly. Even though several people commented on how cute it looked, I still felt self conscious, and the fat joke from that one insensitive git just pushed me over the edge.
Incidentally, I'm at 16 weeks and 5 days. Just 23 weeks and 2 days to go.
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