My only pair of shoes left that fit are size 10.5 lace up gray tennies. Um, not work appropriate but it's what it's gonna be.
I hate pants. They are all too tight in the lower belly and legs. But I can't wear dresses anymore because of the aforementioned gray tennies (well my flats technically fit but allow my feet to swell up like CRAZY). PS - Maternity yoga pants are ok but not for work!
I never realized that pooping normally was such a luxury.
The nice(?) part about being fat, then losing weight, and then getting pregnant...no new stretch marks...
At this point, is 2 cups of caffeine really that big of a deal? I think not. COFFEE IS MINE.
I'm bummed that soon I will not have an excuse to eat Dairy Queen, which was strictly VERBOTEN pre-pregnancy.
I have hated pineapple FOREVER. It's too acidic and makes my tongue and throat hurt. However this week (week 39) I can seriously not get enough of the little fruit cup with juice plus 4oz 2% cottage cheese, eaten every other bite. Weird, right?
I have never been so impatient in my life. I keep reminding myself not to wish time away. It's hard.
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