It's just getting obscene. When I try to sit up out of bed... I can't! I literally have no abdominal strength whatsoever. I like to lie with my legs across Scott's lap on the couch, and the other day I had to heave them up there one at a time, and it was hard! Small children are starting to announce my pregnancy to me. One girl was optimistic that "maybe you'll have ten babies, like that lady on the news!" Thanks, kid. That helps.
I've never once eaten 3,000 daily calories as I've been instructed, but I'm still gaining weight at what seems to me an alarming pace. It shouldn't bother me too much longer though--I figure I've only got another week or two before I can't see the numbers on the scale anyway. And how in the world did I ever reach my feet? I broke down and bought a pair of velcro tennis shoes yesterday... and I'm so excited! Tying laces was getting painful...
And it's only going to get much, much worse, this I know. There are galleries of pregnant twin bellies that scare the bejeebers out of me. Here are a couple of my "favorites":
I'm sure I'll have my own freak-show belly pictures before long. Pregnancy is SO weird.