The Things we do...

I have so few clothes that fit me. Seriously. Saturday, I borrowed one of larry's pajama bottoms, which were STILL too small for me, but I had them sitting below my belly, wore one of his old raggedy t-shirts, and since my feet are so swollen, I was wearing the only pair of shoes that fit: my painting tevas, and socks. This is an outfit I would NEVER be caught dead in, at least not in public, but since it was all I really could fit, I wore it out for all the errands I ran. Humiliating. Here I am, a person that has a shoe and clothes fetish, wearing the most ridiculous things, because it's either that, or going naked...

And to top it off... I wore a SHEET to church on sunday. Yes, that's right, a SHEET. My only maternity skirt didn't fit, and ripped pulling on, and was impossible to wear. SO, it was either a sheet, or pants. Larry said he would pay me a dollar if I went through with it, and guess what? He had to pay up...

I tried to put the pic where it belongs, but I can't seem to figure out how to make google do what I WANT and put the picture HERE! It seems to think pictures can only go FIRST and nothing else... argh!

Anyway... By the picture above, obviously, I haven't had the baby yet. We have been in this funky phase for several weeks now, where we are operating under "any day now!" and are afraid to plan or schedule. But going this long that way is quite difficult. It hasn't happened, so we may as well start planning. For instance, might as well plan on doing something for New Years! Might as well plan on going back to work on Tuesday. Might as well start scheduling other things I kept putting off, thinking I might be in the hospital. It saddens me... this baby needs to stop being a pussy and GET OUT OF ME NOW!!!