How Are You?

I get asked this 10 - 15 times a day. It's nice - I like that people ask. Since announcing that I'm pregnant, and with an ever increasing frequency since, I'm asked it with a certain amount of concern behind the voice. This is also nice, but sometimes it freaks me out and makes me want to say "Doing Grrrreeeat" like the Wheaties Tiger, to encourage less worry behind their voice.
But the ever so real answer is that I am doing great. Every so often I find a night where it's hard to sleep, but for the most part I hit the pillow and I'm gone. I think this has something to do with not taking any naps during the day. I was told by several people that I need to be taking naps. I tried it. I didn't sleep well those nights. I stopped. Now I sleep well. Sometimes I get tired during the day, but I push through because I'd rather sleep when it's dark.
Being pregnant for me is like walking around with a pumpkin (appropriate analogy for the coming season), tied to my stomach. Eventually I feel clumsy, my back aches a bit, I find it hard to bend over, or see my toes. When I go to the gym or hiking people give me funny looks like "wow, it looks like she has a pumpkin tied to her stomach". I want to whisper "and what a fiiiine stomach it used to be . . . " :)
But overall it really hasn't been that bad. Some people warned me it would be the hottest summer of my life. Not so - I found. Moab running rivers was much hotter. When the second trimester came around and I finally stopped being sick, people said "oh enjoy it now because the third trimester is awful!" But I'm two weeks out from D-day and still waiting for that awful 3rd to start. I guess I'm lucky, although I think some of it has to do with attitude, and some of it has to do with what I learned from Lowell Bennion on why we do things that are hard.