So I was gonna talk about our trip to the coast for our babymoon but instead I want to ramble on about pregnancy. Why? I don't know. Just in the mood for it I guess. Blame it on the hormones.
There are some pretty awesome things that I sorta knew about pregnancy but hadn't really thought about logistically until they started happening to me.
Like I knew certain muscles wouldn't be up to the challenge of the extra weight on my bladder. Ok, no biggie, I'll just have to go to the bathroom extra and not jump on a trampoline. I can totally handle that.
Little did I know what it actually meant was that under no circumstance should I sneeze. Ever. Especially twice in a row. If I do feel a sneeze coming on I must cross my legs, bend my knees slightly, and squeeze with all my might to prevent an accident worthy of a two year old. Or a ninety year old. Whatever floats your boat.
Also, I think something broke in my stomach. Or my brain. Or maybe both. Basically I don't get full anymore. I pretty much just stop eating when my stomach feels like it might split open or when the scale says I've eaten approximately 10 lbs worth of food. It's great fun.
Or it will be until I weigh 300 lbs.