Well, I'm huge and I can't stop eating. I'm an eating machine. This baby wants sugar, carbs, meats and repeat. Yesterday I went to P.F. Chang's with Kath and we ate the salt and pepper shrimp and those chicken lettuce cups! Yummy. Then we walked to Cheesecake factory and split a slice ( I say split but I ate it all) the caramel pecan turtle cheesecake with extra whipped cream. I waddled back to the car and the only exercise I really got was walking the doggies down the street for their last pee for the night.
The maternity jeans that have seen me through up until now do not fit anymore so, I've turned to wearing dresses over maternity leggings. My danskos do not fit anymore so, I'm wearing my UGG boots which are nice but a bit warm and underdressed for the office.
My brain seems to still be functioning for the most part but there are moments and gaps where things are not processing at all or I don't remember what my last thought was or for what reason I'm at Safeway.
I've gotten really really clutzy and drop everything on my boob landing or my tummy landing. It's not a pretty sight.
I tried to do some basic laundry and being that I have an "old-style" washing machine it opens from the top and I couldn't really reach in all the way to pull the clothes out because of my growing belly.
Baby "Y" and I have a hide-n-seek game we play in the evenings--around 6 p.m. when she sticks a part of her body out and then I push on it and then she sticks it out again and I push back. My doggies think I'm speaking with them but I'm talking to the baby. I think it might be confusing for them at first.
I can't wait until my DH comes back!!! HELP ME.
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