Trashy Knocked-up Mama here. Yeah, I know I look like Jabba the Hutt right now.
Holy shit, I am sweaty and swollen. I am the antithesis of the glowy expectant mother. I just want to eat cupcakes and read Facebook, as my brain has stubbornly moved into first gear. I want to clean things and organize things but I am tired. And I have heartburn.
And my left cankle is HUGE. Huge and GROSS.
Did I mention I'm sweaty?
My son helpfully tells me I look more like Ziro the Hutt than Jabba. Gee, thanks? Ziro is the queeny flamboyant one, so maybe he thinks it's a chick. Oh well.
More beach antics this weekend. I may rent a crane to get me in and out of my chair.
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