I had a lot of problems with the above article, but all I can think of today is how, judging by glances alone, a passer-by would totally think I was overweight. Yet according to my clinic weight gain chart, I’m still “normal weight” according to the vagaries of BMI.
10 pounds up! Only … a bunch to go, I guess. My doctor also informed me of a fun alternative to FTM acronymage: I am also what’s known to docs as “primigravida.” Infinitely preferable.
In other nothing-news, here’s my Friday mantra, slightly edited from a weeks-ago twitter meme:
(Let’s presume that bear-throwing always follows as a universal, unspoken, automatic #4.)