In seeing the picture on the left, I'm reminded of the saying “It ain’t the jeans that make your butt look fat”. I'm not sure that horizontal stripes add any more to my girth at this point. A shorty like me only has so much room for a kid… ha.
The edema is bad enough that I’ve purchased sandals two sizes larger to accommodate my swollen feet. As my low-lying uterus is getting heavier, it’s constricting the flow of blood to/from my legs, making the problem worse. J’s been wonderful in icing and rubbing my feet down to encourage the fluid to move upwards. They always feel better afterwards and less like I’m walking with sausage legs.
Picture this... at the end of the sermon this morning (before the final hymn), three of us very pregnant women (due within the next few weeks) walking up the aisle together at church to use the ladies' room (which is behind the front stage). I really wish I had a picture of us in caravan... we had a good chuckle once we reached our destination. It's exciting to think that before too long we'll be joining the line of women walking up the aisle on the other side of the sanctuary to the nursery with all the other moms.
Looking forward to it,
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Almost ready for our special conversation. I'm getting pretty anxious to meet little Riley! How was your shower??? Will we get a post on that?
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