Yabadabadoo!

Ugh...the ugly part of pregnancy has finally hit (and beat to all of you who just rolled your eyes and commented on how I've been a sea-hag this whole pregnancy...wait till you see what I'm like now!).

My feet have all but dissappeared under my cankles. I'm disgusting. I put my shoes on in the morning to go to work (when I'm feeling responsible and decide not to wear my flip flops to the office), and the strap looks like...well, this:



I've become some sort of puffy hybrid of Fred Flinstone and the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man. I'm a train wreck.

And I'm grouchy.

Getting in and out of chairs has become a hassle. I've decided that someone should invent a preggo-sized shoe horn to assist women in late pregnancy to hoist themselves into and out of chairs...and bed for that matter. Getting in or out of anything is now accompanied by grunts (and other sounds that we won't talk about...because "I'm a LADY!").

People now giggle at me when they see me coming down the hall at work. Apparently the waddle is officially out of control. I'm seriously not trying to look like a tool...I'm just trying to get to the damn washroom people -- no need to giggle then give me the "poor you" look. I'm fine. But as I said, I'm grouchy...so don't mess.

My mom says I'm in the "fruit and nut bar" stage of pregnancy. That's the stage when hubby comes home, opens the door a crack, throws a chocolate bar in, waits to hear that preggo-wife has started to devour the chocolate, THEN (and only then) makes his way into the house. My dad was a smart man. Prof-Man actually left me a chocolate bar the other day (must be instinct or something)...so that when I got home from work at 9pm (after getting to work at 6:30am!), I had something to sooth the beast before he got back home. Smart Prof-Man (or maybe my dad called to warn him!?).

On the bright side, I just got 2 dozen red roses delivered to work from my dad! Just about made me have a huge hormonal sob! I called to thank him and he said that it seemed like a better idea than a basket of fruit and nut bars! Smart and funny! :) Good thing I still have my sense of humour...for the most part...

I'll try to be more upbeat next post...but for now I've got to get back to the insane amount of work that they've got me doing to "get the most out of me before mat leave". The joys of being a lawyer.

Insert sarcastic eye roll here.