However, I'm not completely heartless. So in the midst of all this secrecy, I'm willing to share this one piece of information that has helped keep me sane for at least a week, now that I'm sure it works just like google says it should.
A cucumber a day keeps the cankles away.
Seriously, it works. And it's a good thing I love cucumbers, because while this child may very well come out in the form of a firm, crunchy, dark green vegetable, at least I can can see the veins in my feet and my scrawny ankles once again.
And in the midst of a situation that forces me to loose complete control of my body, that makes me very, very happy. Now if only I could find a healthy, safe way to make those seven pounds I gained in one week disappear-though my chiropractor did let me know it was perfectly normal for that fluctuation to happen because as the baby grows it simply needs more blood and fluid- I'm still not quite convinced.
But that doesn't really matter, because I'm pregnant. I have a tiny, perfect little human in utero, a secret nursery in production and cucumbers have saved my ankles.
I am blessed.
"Whether your pregnancy was meticulously planned, medically coaxed, or happened by surprise, one thing is certain-your life will never be the same."