I just got back from a happy hour thrown by my husband's adviser. My husband's glowing, doesn't look pregnant from behind, but has a beautiful, basketball, 39-week, belly adviser.
I even sat next to her for a little while.
It wasn't horrible, but I felt like a freak, and I couldn't stop looking at her perfect pregnant self. She looks great.
She's not the warmest person in the world, but she didn't say anything to me that was inappropriate. Everybody (people from C's dept) knew about what happened, but not one person at the gathering mentioned what happened to us, but why would they? They had all given C their condolences in January, why bring it up now? Especially in the presence of the adviser. A bit of Awkward. At the end, I asked her how she was feeling, if she was ready to "go" and we made a little small talk.
It was odd to be sort of, well, near conversations about pregnancy or baby names or maternity clothes and not participate. I felt like it would be awkward, since, well I don't have a baby even though I was pg.
It wasn't horrible. But it was.
I'm so tired of all this. Everything being laden with...I don't even know what. Everything being loaded. Watching for minefields. Feeling like I"m on emotional eggshells or something. I don't know what's going to break me.
I got no work done today. I guess I know why.
Tomorrow I'll post pics of the possible dresses. Back to ignoring the knot in my chest. Thanks for your comments.
Okay: Dresses. They are pretty simple, but I figure that provides more to work with. They look a little darker in real life. I've got them linked to the AT site.
Okay here's the Double V-neck:
Here's the strapless.
Okay, people, thoughts? Votes? Ideas for accessorizing/shoes?
Let's hear it!