Another day, another round of mild cramps & bleeding. I passed a couple of small clots this morning, so I took it really easy today. Again.
Under normal circumstances, I would enjoy all this laying around. More tv time!! More opportunities to read & surf the net!! But my down time is filled with worrying about the baby and the 32 weeks ahead of me.
A funny thing happened last night. I got up at 2:00 to go to the bathroom & let the dogs out; and when I went back to bed, I couldn’t get comfortable. Tossed and turned. Fluffed the pillows & smooshed them down.
I finally started to nod off, laying on my left side with my arms crossed over my chest. All of a sudden, I realized my left hand was resting on my right boob. Which was sticking out of the arm hole of my night shirt.
Yes, that’s right. My boobs have now gotten so big that they can’t be contained within my shirts, and must free themselves by busting out of the sides.
I’m thinking about submitting an application with the post office, to get my boobs their own zip code.
