This list has been running through my head for awhile now. I loved being pregnant, and not being pregnant has opened me up to enjoying things I never thought much about before.
Taking the stairs not the escalator
rediscovering the waist belt on my backpack
walking between tables in a crowded restaurant
tackling small children/picking them up/general rough-housing
eating spicy food and then lying down right away without heartburn. In fact, tomorrow I think I'll eat some spicy food WHILE lying down.
standing on a crowded train without hating every able-bodied looking person sitting in one of those seats that are supposedly reserved for the disabled, aged... and pregnant.
Smelling fumes/Standing near a microwave/feeling angry without a feeling of dread that I'm ruining my offspring
Demim
Hugging people without having to reach over myself to get at them
Sleeping/Reading on my stomach
Not talking to strangers about my condition (although, admittedly, I missed this for the first few weeks)
Tying my shoes with nary a care in the world (although my pregnant shoe-tying skills are very helpful when I'm carrying Simon in the Moby)
Not having to ask Zak for help with really silly things
Urdva Danurasana (Although with my rotator cuff issues, that was a short-lived love affair... but that's another post entirely.)
Riding my bicycle FAST and without being a spectacle.
