When you're pregnant everyone has a story to tell you, a piece of advice to share and lots of well wishes to give. Some of it is pretty funny, some extremely helpful and some just a bit odd. Like my dental hygienist telling me to avoid Listerine but to go ahead and have a glass of wine when I feel like it. I have done the opposite by the way. People want to know when I'm due, what I'm having and how I'm feeling. All very happy and well intentioned questions that make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It is sort of like my world has shrunk into a small community around my pregnancy. It's nice to know that neighbors, coworkers, friends and strangers at the gym always take a moment to stop and ask me how I'm doing and that they are excited for me and for this bun growing (rapidly I may add) in my belly.
As I hit the home stretch of my pregnancy a switch flipped this week and physically I started to hit the 3rd trimester wall. I can't hide my waddle anymore and I truly appreciate just being able to sit down. My legs and feet are swelling and now trips to the bathroom are noticeably much more frequent. And I've discovered a new level of hunger this week that I didn't think could exist. Oh and my forehead looks like the before shot in a Proactiv commercial. Even though I haven't actually gained too much weight over the past couple of weeks my belly has popped out an inch further so as the head of my department said so enthusiastically to me in the bathroom the other day "oh wow looks like you're having a big baby!". Yeah...
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