I am officially a waddler. My husband actually asked me yesterday if I was waddling. It was slightly funny but slightly irritating as well. Of course I waddle. I am carrying around so much extra weight right now!! He said it's cute because his son is making me waddle - how cute...I don't feel too cute right now. I can't imagine how much I am going to waddle in a few weeks. I am only 33 weeks now. Seven more weeks just seems so very long.
I have also given up on wearing most of my sandals and now where cheap flip flops.
This heat is killing me. I was pregnant in the middle of summer in Phoenix, Arizona with Nathan. For some reason, that didn't seem as bad. Perhaps it was and I just don't remember.
People ask me all the time when I am due. They are being extremely nice but I just don't want to talk with random people lately. I am very hormonal and moody. I smile and answer them and I talk to them for a while thinking...I hope this conversation will end soon. Horrible, I know. At least random people don't touch my belly like during my last pregnancy. I may give off some vibe that says, "Don't get too close to me!" Ohhhh, those wonderful hormones.
It's hard not to waddle when you feel like you're carrying a bowling ball between your legs. I can relate. With my waddling and swollen ankles I feel like a cross between a duck and......shrek. Everyone's constantly asking me questions and rubbing my belly too!! Not that I'm complaining, I love being pregnant!!!!!
Dont you wish men could be pregnant just for a day!!
Yes, I do!!!!!! Maybe then, my husband would understand the flip flops in emotions and how uncomfortable 7 months pregnant can be, especially in the hot weather we have experienced lately. I would settle for him being pregnant for just one hour; he would never make it!!!!
ugh, I went for a barbecue with the inlaws yesterday and I ended up sitting in the house by myself half the time. Everyone kept asking me what was wrong and I'm like "I'm pregnant". I just couldn't take the heat. Plus my ankles are so fat and my feet are so big and flat that I don't like wearing shorts so I was wearing jeans. Everyone was trying to get me to change my clothes so I could go outside. I almost jumped into the turtle pool with the kids. That would have been a sight!