...Toes! These poor little guys are losing the attention they once recieved and oh so deserve. Because I can't reach them anymore I have decided that I can compensate by paying for upscale pedicures that massage, buff and paint these swollen pods back to perfection.
HOW IT HAPPENED
One day when I was showering, i realized I couldn't get my foot up to the ledge in the shower to shave my ankle. Even though I don't LOOK as big as I feel, it feels like I have a basketball in my stomach prohibiting mobility. When I was trying different stances I came to the quick realization that the lowest I could get reach to shave was my lower calf...pathetic! I now have to resort to either making up a contraption to reach to my ankles or I walk around town with wolf man legs. I haven't really decided which I'd rather do... It may seem obvious to the nonpreggers out there, but trust me, there is a lot of effort that will go into shaving from this point on. (If this were a recording, you would hear the excitement in my voice)
