Having a baby is a strange thing - rather, carrying a pregnancy is a strange thing. You no longer feel as if you're in control of your body.
I was just telling hubby how it feels as if my body is governed by the most basic instincts, driven by NinJa. When NinJa's hungry, we eat. It doesn't matter what time of day (or night) it is, we eat. Because I'm supposed to be drinking for two, again it doesn't matter what time of day or night it is, if we gotta go - we gotta go. Its like having Chinese bladder syndrome all the time (for those of you who don't know what Chinese bladder syndrome is, its basically small bladder syndrome where someone needs to go to the toilet often. If you're worried, this is NOT a medical prognosis, its just a way of describing someone's need to go regularly).
My body's changing, my sleep is changing, my moods are changing...practically everything is changing because of one littl' person growing in me. Sometimes it feels like an alien is controlling me...but then I remember that that alien is ours...and then it doesn't feel so alien after all.
And I know this is just the beginning of a long journey ahead...so instead of moaning and groaning on how everything's different, I guess the best solution would be to get used to it. And fast! Because like everyone says - our lives will never be the same ever again.