What a punim!

January 12, 2012 Comments Off on What a punim!

On Monday, one of the moms who volunteers at my work took a long look at my face and told me I wasn’t ready to go into labor. I asked her how she knew and she insisted that my face would “change” when it was time. This was a new one to me, and I tucked her comment away in the ridiculous-things-people-say-to-pregnant-women category. I woke up at 2:30 in the morning on Wednesday and when I looked in the bathroom mirror, sure enough, my face looked really weird, morphed. Could she be right? I woke Joe and he agreed: my face did look different. For an hour, I couldn’t sleep, preparing for the big day. Would I be in the middle of reading to the children on Wednesday when labor began? Would I be at prenatal Pilates in the evening? When it was time to wake up and get ready for work on Wednesday morning, I took a shower and looked at my face in the mirror again. My face had returned to its “normal” state. No signs of labor on Wednesday, and that’s just fine with me. Wednesday has come and gone. I still think I have a ways to go. The lesson here is that in the middle of the night, my face looks really different; best not to look in the mirror until after my morning shower.

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