Greetings from my couch! It’s lovely here this time of year. In fact, it’s actually where I’m spending the majority of my time these days. Perhaps I should also mention that I’m on month number seven of my second pregnancy, so my feelings about this season might be somewhat skewed? Plus, it’s March, and there are more than a few reasons why being pregnant in March is the worst.
These reasons might have something to do with my newfound love affair my couch. There’s nothing more welcoming than the plush cushions, the copious amount of pillows I can use to support various parts of my body in various ways, and the blankets. Oh, you guys, can we please talk about the blankets?! I mean, can you blame me? It’s like a bed, but better, since I can still see my family and the TV from it.
We can’t ignore the fact that there’s practically been perma-layer of clouds in the sky for about four solid months right now. I’m originally from the Pacific Northwest, so I love gray skies more than the average person, but even I’m getting tired of this weather. However, my frustration with enduring pregnancy in March is not merely a result of the weather. There’s plenty of other reasons, too, including but definitely not limited to: