Well, this is awkward...

PROLOGUE:
You may remember that I have recently just gotten over a serious cold/flu thing. Last week, I was just barely starting to feel better.

You may also know that Chris and I work graveyard shifts at work, so we go to bed super late.  This being the case, our schedules are a little different from the normal person.  Let's just say that on a good day, breakfast will be at noon.  School starts later in the day for us, and we tend to miss our first two meetings of church because it's just too early for us (not a big deal since sacrament meeting is the last meeting, so we always make it to that). We have totally adjusted to this before I even got pregnant, so this is normal to us, and don't mind it at all. Other people, however, still think that we are crazy... and that I am stupid for being pregnant and working such weird hours.

People:
"Wow, you are now just eating breakfast? Why are you hurting your baby?"
"You need to remember to get enough sleep while you are pregnant or it can really mess things up for you and the baby!"
"Wow, you work really late! (pause for judgmental look...)"
"Chris, why are you making your pregnant wife pick you up from work at midnight???"

Really?? You know my personal life THAT well, huh?


If you really knew me, you would know that health is my top priority, and has been for years... even to the point of bugging Chris sometimes! I spent an entire summer doing nothing but researching what is healthy for pregnant women and their developing babies.  I'm not trying to sound like an expert, I just want everyone to know that maybe I know what I am doing!

Note to all: Just because I work late doesn't mean that I wake up early. Thank you very much.  I still have a regular work/sleep/eating schedule, it just starts later in the day than most people.

** Now on to the story**

Last Monday (when the worst of the illness just got behind me), someone from church began chatting with me on Gmail. This person is also pregnant, a few weeks behind me, I think.

Person: "Hey, Julene! How are you feeling?"

Me: "Starting to get my energy back now, thanks! How are you doing?"

Person: "I know the feeling, isn't it a miracle? I'm doing much better, thanks."

Pause for thought: Wait, what is she talking about? I'm just now getting over an illness.  Was she sick too?  

Then she chats again : "Remind me, how far along are you?"

Pause for more thoughts: Ohhhhh, she is probably wondering why I haven't been in Relief Society...  (it hits me) She is talking about morning sickness, thinking that I've been too sick to come to church...  AWKWARD.  Do I say something at this point? Or just keep rolling with the conversation , so that none of us look stupid?

I totally kept going with the conversation (I'm so bad sometimes). We just kept talking about our pregnancies and how excited we both were, blah blah blah. 

Funny thing is, I haven't had any morning sickness. First couple of months, I occasionally got nauseous... that was it (thank-you summer research).  But I guess everyone at church thinks I am having the worst pregnancy ever.  Oh well! 

*** By the way***

I guess I better get these pictures up before they get out-dated.

22.5 weeks here. Baby is around 11" long from head to bum. 

Side note: These pics were taken yesterday right after church. The same day at church when the bishop came up to us and said that he misses seeing us, and a lady in the Relief Society presidency went out of her way to come and talk to me about nothingness after sacrament meeting.  Apparently everyone thinks we are THAT couple in the ward.