So here I am at 28 weeks and five days.
And here I am pretending to do a warrior two pose. I wouldn't know because there aren't any mirrors in the yoga studio, but I'm *sure* I look way better in class. In any case, it's good to look silly anytime you can because if you ever plan on having kids it's best to just own it when you pretend to be a horsey. The only thing worse than pretending to be a horsey is pretending to be a horsey and looking mortified about it. That's just pathetic.
I asked hubs to take a picture of me depicting the pain I feel. I get daily comments on how tiny I am. Tell that to my bladder, bowels, ribs, hips, diaphragm, and solar plexus. I look tiny on the outside, but on the inside there's a dance party going on and given the swift sweeping movements that have been visible for several weeks now I'm pretty sure he's got turn tables in there. And possibly fly girls. I love it - but that doesn't mean I won't complain about it.
* Is there even such a thing as a 32 oz. steak?
5 comments:
dance party!!! my favorite is when you can WATCH the dance party from the outside.
I love you - both a fact and a feeling. Love, Mom, the grandmother of your child.
I'm not going to lie, it would be pretty weird if Jennifer Lopez was in there.
If you hear the word "Bacardi" in a muffled tone, you might start to be concerned.
Looking good!!! You look like me with my first. Watch out for the last couple weeks cause with my first I just went POOF! and popped out there.
Yes, there is such a thing. We ordered a 32 oz porterhouse at Longhorn over the weekend. I ate half. :)
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