Month 8

The eighth month of pregnancy includes some interesting twists and challenges. Apparently, one gets a bit off-balance, so to say, during normal physical tasks! Last Sat. I met Deanna F and her girls at a Stampede Breakfast. There were a thousand or more people there, horse rides, live band, etc. Well, forgetting that I am shaped much more like a watermelon, than the pear I am used to, I stepped up onto an 18 inch girder. Seems harmless! But the rocks at the top of the girder did not give me adequate support to gain my balance at the top! A few staggering steps (No worries, I’m going to gain my composure!), then ... “Uh Oh!” here comes a very large pregnant woman, careening out of control, towards a crowd of innocent bystanders (The poor things are just waiting in line to get their breakfast!} An audible “Gasp” comes from the crowd! Then, luckily, gravity kicks in and I fall to my knees! No one gets hurt ... PHEW! Except me ! No worse injury than that to my pride! The feeling is so surreal, as I have experienced this same crazy fall in previous pregnancies. But each time, after the initial stumble, I feel like I will easily gain my ground, but some unknown, unforeseen force suddenly begins to pull me down and there is nothing I can do!! Except laugh, of course!!