I just have nothing going on of interest these days. I have no thoughts. I have no ideas. I just work and sleep and work and sleep. And a whole lot of eating gets crammed in there as well.

For, yes, I'm a giant pregnant woman. My girth is astounding. I can't see my feet when I look down. And I'm only going to get bigger.

I almost might as well be dead though, I started prenatal yoga last night and realized how grossly out of shape I am. It's like a level 1, basic easy yoga class, and I came out hurting. I mean hurting. My ab muscles (what's left of them) were just burning. I don't think they want to accept the fact that they're not all tight and hard and compact any more. They just need to let go. Just let go and face the facts.

Anyway, more to come when something interesting occurs, and perhaps a pic of my ever-expanding belly, which is kind of cute now that it looks like a baby. I just wish people at work would stop saying things like "you must be due any day now!" They ain't seen nothing yet.