Through the course of pregnancy, one's body changes a lot.
But sometimes I wonder if certain changes I perceive are actually a figment of my imagination. For example, I have been feeling like my arms have been getting a bit fatter--mostly because I don't work out like I used to. But when I mentioned this to Kirby, he said, "Oh really? I thought they were getting thinner... huh."
And so I am faced with a dilemma. To whom do I listen? My overly analytical and critical self, whose vision of self image tends to be distorted simply because of an extra X chromosome? Or my loving husband whose view tends to be distorted by that love, as well as the fact that my middle is getting increasingly larger, thus potentially causing said arms to look smaller simply by comparison?
My life is so hard. So many difficult decisions. :)
But I am thankful for difficult decisions like trying to decide who's opinion on the size of my arms to believe. And having to try and decide which shirt to wear. After all, I have a choice. I'm thankful to be faced with the decision of what I want to eat for lunch. And whether or not I want to "treat" Kirby to Panda Express. And whether or not I want crunchy or creamy peanut butter on my sandwich today.
While faced with such challenging decisions, I just remember--it's okay. I can do hard things. And I'm thankful for that. ;)