Not quite real

I went to the Library this morning to get some pregnancy books. Surreal.

Then on my errands, I wanted to pick up a journal so I could start a "real" (paper) journal for the baby and maybe buy a baby book. It doesn't seem real though. It's like perhaps I'm making this up and I'm just a big fat faker. I couldn't find the pregnancy section at Chapters so I had to ask and the lady asked me if I wanted infertility, to conceive, after pregnancy? So I lowered my voice, looked both ways (shiftily) and said "being pregnant". It felt like I was an imposter. I looked thru all these books and I just don't know what to get. So I guess I'll review some books from the library, pick my favourite and buy that one. Chapter's didn't have any nice journals so I'll use the "okay" one that I got at Zeller's. It will serve it's purpose quite nicely.

But it's 3pm and all I've had was some toast and oj so I'm off to forage for food.