...you have to stop in the middle of a 'quick' grocery run to Hy-Vee to use the bathroom. I've never seen the Hy-Vee bathrooms before!
...My body officially feels like a guest house. Someone has taken over and he is out-growing this house everyday. I finally have a glimpse of how my mom feels after raising three kids in the same house my dad built about 25 years ago! She's out of room!
...You know how a fish flops around the dock or boat floor after aimlessly falling off your hook? How he struggles to find his way back to the water, to freedom, to a new start? I'm pretty sure that is how I look as I get out of bed in the morning. Sleep is getting slightly more and more uncomfortable and every morning, I fishroll out of bed in order to land on my own two feet.
...I have discovered the meaning to the word, flatulent, and it now makes its way into Beau and I's daily conversation. I won't say if this is due to my own experience, or the collection of pregnancy literaure I have at home.
...I'm hungry all the time. The good news is, my stomach fills up really quickly. It, too, has shrunk to make room for the growing 'guest' I have occupying my space!
...I get winded walking up the stairs too fast.