Scratch the nipples
Burp loudly and often
Eat Pop Tarts for lunch
Nap
Pass gas
Readjust the boobs
Research baby names
Stick your fingers under the underwire in your bra to provide some momentary relief
Dig the wedgie out
Take off the shoes
Cry on a whim
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That is so beautiful. Sniff. I can’t say I’m sorry that all that is behind me.
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why can’t you do this at the office?my students do them all the time in the middle of class. that’s kind of like my office. if they can do it, so can you.
Ah, the burping. I got in the bad habit of allowing myself to burp loudly during pg and somehow, I never quite got over it! I often catch myself only after I’ve done it (usually just in front of family).
How true…
Oh, DUDE. You mean I’m NOT supposed to stick my fingers under the underwire, or readjust the boobage, or do anything in public that pertains to chest maintenance?Woops. And I’m not even pregnant.
For me it was scratching. Especially during the “third trimester spread” my skin was so itchy as it was ballooning—I was constantly flipping up my shirt to reveal the big buddah to scratch. Not so office approppriate
I routinely perform many of the behaviors on this list, and I have not been pregnant for five years. I will leave which ones to your imagination, on the theory that they might be incriminating.
Ipex Wireless by Victoria’s Secret is my friend.Mind you, I am not as blessed as you are in the chestal region, but, still, you might want to give it a shot.
I wasn’t supposed to do all that at the office? Shit.
Jaelithe, if they went higher than a DD I’d be in business. Rats.
What? I LA anti-pop tart? I thought LA was all about the Pop Tart? (rim shot)
You just described my perfect day!
I did almost all of those while employed in an office and pregnant. I also insisted on sitting on the floor during meetings. Then again, I wasn’t an executive…And by the way, Juliet is a lovely name for a baby girl.
oh yes i do. and i’m not even pregnant.
I could not believe the <>sounds<> my body produced during my last pregnancy. Let’s just say it was a very good thing for everyone that I was working from home.
you gotta find another job. i did all that shit AND MORE at my office. (hmmm … wonder why i don’t work there anymore …)
I have to be pregnant to do those things?! DAMN! No one told me that! :O
Oh, I do many of those things, but I have to wait until I’m between appointments so few will see me. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times a day I have to readjust the boobs, tuck them back into my bra and push the underwire back in place.Must go bra shopping.
hmm .. maybe ask someone in the office to do these things for you? (excluding burb/gas/cry) … ah .. well .. probably not
Don’t men in your office scratch / adjust their scrotum area? Why should you not do your maintanance then ?
Oh, wait — what? I wasn’t supposed to do those things?!
There are two guys who do this at MY office. Of course, it (along with seriously BAD jokes) once prompted me to draw lines with tape around my desk, telling everyone to “stay behind the white lines.”What I wouldn’t give for four walls and a door. Windows, schmindows!
You are a sexy woman, Liz.Classy too.Said as I play with my nose ring and dig my undies out of my butt crack…
We pregnant gals deserve some fun, don’t we!
Will you be posting your Baby Name honorees–you know, the ones that you like, but won’t be making the cut?
Pregnant women should be able to do this without anybody saying a dang word about it! After all we can get pretty miserable and cranky when are nipples are itching, we have gas, and have a big wedgie!
Ah, now I’m waxing sentimental over those days when I was big as a house and hormonal as all get-out. Sigh…
I don’t think even the enticement of getting to scratch my nipples would make me want to be pregnant again anytime soon!!! I much prefer things like walking around without sore ankles, not having to pee 15 times a night, and the ability to get out of a chair without assistance! lol!
Sometimes I burp so loud at home that I wonder if my neighbors can hear me (townhome).
I can’t eat PopTarts any time. Darn those OB-imposed dietary restrictions. Otherwise I do them all…didn’t think for a second we weren’t supposed to. After all, pregnancy should come with certain allowances made.
Hmm, that cry on a whim thing was definitely something I did while pregnant. Then again, I did it before being pregnant, so maybe people didn’t notice a change.
If I count the no of times I have to rush to the restroom to pee and to pass gas, man…my whole day goes away…and ofcourse the rest of the time is to read my weekly calendar updates again and again.