How pretty is pregnancy? There are some women out there that carry off pregnancy with no aches, pains or sickness. Then there are women that experience only certain ailments like me and my new best fried, Mr. Bloat. The weather here has been a moderate 80 degrees out, but to me, it feels like 1 million degrees and climbing. Everyone is pulling out their patio furniture and grills preparing for the highly anticipated summer season. One of our friends decided on the first 93 degree day, that it was time to put on the shorts and head outside for a little BBQ. I picked out my cutest maternity top and shorts, slipped on my cute new little ballerina slipper shoes (no not flip flops, unfortunately I haven't made it to the nail salon to pedicure these bad boys yet...) and jumped in the car.
The night was fun, hot dogs, chips, lemonade, cold beverages...ahhh, summer! I took in every last minute of the slightly toasting night. I even began to think to myself "Man, no bloating, this summer might not be so bad after all..." And that's when I should have knocked on wood. Around 11pm when we were journeying home, I went to slip my cute shoes on...or so I thought. Instead of feeling like Cinderella with that slipper, I felt more like the ugly Step Sister jamming my fat bloated foot into that tiny little shoe. I had to give up and leave the BBQ shoeless. IF you could have seen me, I was laughing on the outside and crying on the inside. it was only 90+ degrees out...what was going to happen when it hit the seasonal 115?
...To be continued
