I’m almost 32 weeks along now so I’ve officially entered “that point” of being pregnant. You know, the point where:
- People start staring at you like you’re about to deliver a whale on the sidewalk.
- You don’t think your stomach could possibly get any larger, but as history tells you it will. Oh yes, it will.
- You may start to waddle.
- You officially use any public toilet available to you no matter the state of cleanliness. You don’t have the luxury about being picky anymore.
- You need to get over the fact that your pre-pregnancy size M tank tops are just not appropriate to wear with leggings anymore. (Hence, the need for an emergency tank top run.)
- You have to crane your neck to see over your stomach to talk to your child.
- Seeing your feet is clearly a thing of the past.
Are you at “that point” too? Let’s commiserate.
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You’re looking pretty good there, mama!
You look great! And yes, with the waddle, I’m there, too.
Remember the days when low-rise jeans meant worrying about unsexy whale tail? Now I’m carrying so low I’m more concerned about what my hubby has dubbed the “crescent moon” in front. How the mighty have fallen.
OMG. The whale comment has me in tears from laughter. I recently saw an old acquaintance at the store and when she saw my belly she asked, “How much longer, couple days?”
When I told her around 6 weeks, she said, “Wow. Are you sure there aren’t two in there?” I was offended. Seriously, am I that big? That was my first thought!
I have one for you. I didn’t realize I had stretch marks on my thighs until a few weeks ago when my tummy (finally) receded…
Not much longer!!!