My Private Summer

So I've heard from many women about how hot you can get with that furnace of a belly during pregnancy and how lucky I am to not be pregnant during the summer months.  I would always smile but not quite get it.  I just figured I was lucky to be pregnant during the winter so I can cover my now well-padded body with clothing!  I can't imagine being in shorts or anything too revealing in my current state - I've got enough cottage cheese to put Breakstone out of business!  And to think I was a toned dancer before.  That now seems like a such a lifetime ago!  Sigh.... sorry, I digress... getting back to body temperature.....

So pre-Blizzard of 2010, I got myself a warm quilted maternity coat to survive this winter.  I also got a thick cozy scarf because I freeze whenever my neck is exposed.  I was so happy with my purchases and I really made use of them.  Post Blizzard of 2010, I have no idea what happened.  I no longer feel the need to wear the scarf and even my new coat feels a bit too warm. Each morning when I watch Good Day New York, Mike Woods forecasts temperatures in the 30s with windchill and all yet, I head out every morning with just my coat and feel fine.  No more scarf or hat and even my Uggs make my feet sweat!  The train rides to work have become a beast in itself with the crowds and not being able to find a seat or offered a seat.  I leave my coat  unzipped because it's sooooooooo hot in the train.  I have sweat beading on my forehead all the time and thank goodness for Secret Shower Fresh or I'd arrive at work with moons under my arms.  I know it's just me and my belly furnace because all around me, people are wrapped up in their scarves, hats and gloves and they all look quite comfy in their gear. 

At night, Rick and I conflict about having the windows open when we go to bed. He claims it's freezing but I scream that it's hot and I'm going to pass out if I don't get air. I somehow always win this battle and we go to bed with the windows open - Rick cocooned in the comforter and my legs sticking out of them. 

Now I fully understand why some women tell me it's better to be pregnant during the winter months.  I can't imagine being in 90 degree weather if I'm already sweating in 30 degree weather!  I assume that I will get warmer as the baby grows bigger with more blood pumping through my body.  Is this why they call it a bun in the oven?  Sure feels that way!