Updated pregnancy fun facts:
1. I can't bend over any more.
A few weeks ago I was grocery shopping at Superstore. I hate the bloody loonie/shopping cart ordeal, so to try to avoid mental breakdowns in such a public area, I keep a loonie in the cash bin right by my steering wheel at all times. Well this particular day after I was all done my shopping, I got myself in the car and went to throw the loonie in the bin but dropped it...riiight under me. That was the day I realized it was all over...touching my toes, putting on my shoes without breaking a sweat, and any ease if there ever was any with picking up the thousands upon thousands of things I drop while doing anything...mostly eating...which is all I do lately.
Alan saw that loonie sitting right in the middle of the car mat the next morning and tried not to laugh, but didn't do a very good job. I guess he was ahead of me in knowing my capabilities as a pregnant woman were diminishing...and the whole situation from the previous day unfolded before his eyes. Sneaky little detective.
2. I drop everything.
The previous story is a prime example of this. I haven't heard many people having a problem with this while they were/are pregnant, but it is a major issue in my life right now. I can't seem to hold onto anything. Or maybe I'm just always too starving and eager to get everything in my mouth that things fall to the ground before they can all fit. But that doesn't really apply to the loonie fiasco...or does it.....(shifty eyes)
3. I'm hungry.
Like I said, I EAT. I thought all pregnant women ate like I do, but I just went to a potluck yesterday with 4 preg's there and, as I observed, I realized I need to take it easy. No one is quite as hungry as I am I guess.
So I wallowed and threw my feelings into a bag of Fudgeos.
There's about a billion other things but my pics finished uploading so here ya go...the past few weeks in retrospect:
I didn't take pics of the rest of the day but after work Al surprised me with a couples massage and took me to stuff my face full of a giant Earl's burger.
I love eating.
Ok so anyways I can never breath cause my clothes are all so tight and I feel like I have a constant smell that I can never escape. Whether it's me actually emitting an odor or being able to smell everything from 17 miles away, we'll never know. But I do know that I love my spazzy little baby. I can't believe how nuts that little guy (OR GIRL) is in there. The baby coming seems so far away still, but I feel ready to meet it. Not ready for labor PER SE but we'll get there....just kidding we won't I'm in denial.