I know, I know I'm pregnant but I am really getting huge and I still have a month left. Ever since I babysat my neighbor's triplets I've wanted to have twins, but hello I am way to small to carry twins. I would post a belly shot but I don't have one so to illustrate for you here are some recent events that paint the picture.
- My big ol' grungy t-shirts I used to wear around the house no longer fit. In fact I now steal Danny's shirts and I have to keep pulling them down so I don't get that lovely gap between my shirt and my pants.
- I was sitting on the bed the other night stretching out my legs when Danny made the comment that it was funny that my belly touched the bed. At first I protested it, but then I looked and yup when I sit with my legs folded on the bed my belly touches.
- I can't see my feet.
- Even my maternity clothes are starting not to fit anymore.
- While dancing at Kevin & Reba's wedding I realized that it is a good thing me and Danny are married because there is no way a triple combination was going to fit between us.
- I can't pick something up off of the floor while sitting
- I struggle to tie my own shoes.
- At church when I needed to get to my seat the people in the row stood up and walked out to the aisle instead of just trying to scrunch up and let me past. On the same note, I'm smaller if I just walk down the row instead of turning and walking sideways.
- A lady from my ward said, "ya know, you really are getting big" Thanks :(
