Well not only did I get rudely awakened by my little monster Trivette (a cold poke of the nose in my face) I got another rude awakening from the little monster in my belly kicking my bladder and practically wetting the bed. From what I hear this only gets worse. I told one of the girls on the team when it gets to the point I cant hold my bladder anymore I will most likely stop leaving the house. I feel that there is no cool way to wear a grownup diaper and I pray it doesn't come to that.
I mentioned in the last post I am 23 weeks along, I have lost some mobility already which surprises me. But putting my shoes on is getting to be a task. I don't walk as fast either it kind of bothers me.
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