I first attempted to move my weight from one hip to the other, thinking I just needed a position change and possibly try to get this baby away from my lungs so I could breathe... no luck.
I started fanning myself with the church program... instant relief, but didn't solve the I-can't-breathe issue.
At this point I started to breathe loudly... more like doing my pilates breaths -- Josh gave me a look like "Are you going into labor?!?"
I had to get out of there - I told Josh I just had to stand up and not to worry - no baby on its way. I got up to go stand in the lobby and just let gravity do its thing. Worked like a charm.
After a few minutes of relief I went back in, and like the large and in charge woman I am, I tried to slip into my seat which was the seat to the inside of Josh. In my attempts to do so with grace and sophistication, I knocked the man who was sitting in front of Josh in the head with my belly. Classy, Audrey. Classy.
Anyway - no pictures documenting Easter Sunday because it was grey and rainy and well, I was a sweaty beast. But here's the latest and greatest of the bell...
Josh has to push it out to keep up with big mama...
Growing and growing and growing...
3 comments:
geesh; your boobs look so small :)
*and for those of us that know the size of Audrey's non-pregnant breasts we can relate to how big the baby is getting!
I know, right?? Granted I was wearing a sports bra of sorts, but man - my boobs look tiny compared to the beast, huh??
hahahahaha. I love this conversation (and I agree). And your belly!
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