people in new york are starting to bug me. it's not them really, it's me. but the best thing about new york is you can always get mad at someone else.

i'm big now. and not as mobile as i used to be. i have 4 weeks to go. frankly, i am not very good at stepping aside.

well, the thing is, no one else is either. only i have a reason not to want to slam into someone's elbow or whatever. so i have to try and step aside for the people who are barrelling down the street.

and suddenly, i find myself resentful and irritated. 8 months ago i would have been irritated at the pregnant woman taking up the sidewalk with her damned waddling. now that i am that person, i am mad at the cute, smartly dressed, smoking 30 year old in flip flops who can still walk fast.

i should note, though. i am STILL faster than the tourists and half the just plain fat people out there. so i also get irritated when they're moving too slow. mostly because i have to step around them. which is HARD.

last week i saw a 5 month pregnant woman on the train and almost beat her over the head with her smart little bag. she was all CUTE pregnant. like i was a short time ago. she wasn't sweaty, bulging, fainting, swollen ankle, sneaker wearing, ugly maternity clothing sporting, uncomfortable pregnant. she was all glowy and cute with her little HEELS and her just getting snug non-maternity shirt.

i actually took the time to write her a hate note in my journal.

but then i realized she will be as pregnant as i am now..IN AUGUST.

and she will make me look like one of those cute celebrity preggos who show up at the emmys at 34 weeks in prada.

because let me tell you. when it is 80 degrees outside, it is 100 to the woman nearing the end of pregnancy. it's "cold" today and i am still sweating.

anyway. enough bitching about being pregnant. this is what i wanted. this is what i got. so. shut up and gestate already...

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