Later, I was discussing the whole thing with a chaplain friend who was very aware of the whole process and knew exactly where I was in it all. His somewhat smart response was "Well you kind of are (pregnant)!" I laughed, but the explanation made sense.
You start out feeling sort of different, even before you know what's going on
You get really excited.
Then you get really nauseous.
Your eating and sleeping habits change dramatically
You feel growing pains in places you didn't know you had
Then you start to feel better and for a while you feel like you could go anywhere and do anything
Then you start feeling bad again
And you start getting kicked. A lot.
You get to a point where you don't think you can grow or stretch or develop any more
And the entire experience is incredibly painful
But when it's over, you block out a lot of that pain and end up with the general attitude that "hey, that wasn't so bad!" And the end result is SO very worth it, even if it does take you a while to start sleeping "normally" again because you develop a new standard for what is normal!
Too bad this is going to last longer than 40 weeks and I won't get any parties or cute gifts! I'll leave the verdict on how much poo needs cleaning up for a later date!