I feel like I could be my own series of 'Yo Mama' jokes with a pregnancy twist...how pregnant am I? I'm so pregnant...
- I worry about mowing down a 3yo when I pick up Eric from daycare because I can't see the kids under my stomach
- If I need to make a u-turn with a shopping cart in the store, I have to go all the way to the end of the aisle to turn around
- Random strangers offer to load my groceries into my car, even though the heaviest thing I buy is a 12-pack of soda. I'm pretty sure they're going to start thinking I have a pillow stuffed under my clothes, since I'll be this way for another couple of months
- I can no longer wear pants...unless they're overalls. Yes, I wear overalls. And dresses. But only because I'm pregnant.
- By the time I finish washing my hands after using the bathroom, I could go again (and sometimes do)
- I get excited when Evan is on the playground at pickup time, because then I don't have to put my shoes back on
Pregnancy events to look forward to...taking the elevator to my 2nd floor office and breaking out the laptop bag on wheels!!
Don't you have a few more months?!
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