Fickle

So, it was hot, really hot. We went swimming last Sunday hot. And now I'm freezing. Why do I live in Indiana? This summer when I was pregnant and stuck at (insert your favorite) the baseball game, the 4-H fair, the soccer field, the beach... I thought I'd never be cool again. Of course I was wrong. Just like the way I thought I would never miss being pregnant. How lovely it would be not to ooph when I stood up or waddle when I walked. Who could miss that? But I do. Not the four night time bathroom trips though!