Being awesome and being pregnant are apparently two totally different things

Today I had an awesome 1,000m swim in-between teaching swim classes.  It was awesome mostly because I was in a 25 m pool, not a 33 yard pool like the one I usually swim in at the Y.  I know it's just a TEENSY difference, but holy hell does it feel like a lot some day!

Oh, yeah.  I teach little kids how to swim.  Or, rather, I TRY to teach little kids how to swim, it's really hit-or-miss with some of them...  I love my fun-job (my big-girl-job is at a hospital, I don't hate it but I don't absolutely love it, either) so it was a tough decision to take a sabbatical from swim lessons to free up a little more time for training.  I have 6 1/2 more weeks before I'm done with swim classes until after August 14th.  I've pretty much _always_ had two jobs, so this is completely foreign territory to me.


I had an awesome swim, and then ate a few Girl Scout cookies on my way to the bar.  I wonder why I'm not losing weight....  Hmmmm...


Now that I've shown how awesome I am, you know, getting a great swim workout in on my break.  Something that is not awesome:  Pregnant women that complain about how they're "sooooo fat!" and how their feet hurt and are soooooo swollen.  Bitch, run 10 miles, then tell me how your feet feel!  You know how babies are made!  I'm not about to get a boob job and then bitch about how guys are always staring at my tits!  So don't go having sex and then complain about the consequences!

Of course, this doesn't apply if you got pregnant via the pool in a hotel, if that's the case, then go ahead and complain all you want, you deserve at least that much!


***Edit***
Please don't think that I hate all pregnant women.  I know plenty or GREAT pregnant chicks that don't whine the whole 9 months, but there are a few that want the whole WORLD to know just how tough being pregnant is.  And every single facebook update is all about how they feel like such a whale, and the baby is kicking their bladder, and bla bla bla.  There are SO many women (and possibly some men) that would give absolutely ANYthing to be able to feel their child kick inside them.  There are also just as many people that could really care less that the baby wanted an entire 3 pound bag of peanut m&m's.