It's now become near impossible to cook without splashing dinner on myself as my belly sticks out so far and my husband can't help laughing at how far away from the counter I have to stand these days.
One of the more bizarre pregnancy symptoms is the 'nesting instinct' and mine has certainly kicked in. The last few weeks I've had a strong urge to rearrange the house and tidy and clean. Of course I can't lift stuff or reach for things and struggle to bend down so the result was a weekend of me waddling around instructing my husband to move things all over the place. I think this has been the hardest symptom for him to handle so far and know I must have driven him crazy! But now the house looks great and most stuff we need is in place. It almost looks like there's a kid living here already.
One of the funniest moments so far was when I asked my husband to cut my toes nails for me. He's a bit of a germophobe and he also hates feet so I knew my request wouldn't go down well. Anyone who knows my husband knows that he likes to be a bit of a drama queen at times to milk things for their comedy value and tonight was no exception. I was in fits of laughter watching him squirm and object as I tried to get him to touch my feet. Eventually he made an attempt to cut a toe nail but cutting someone elses nails is actually pretty hard cos you can't tell if you're hurting them. Add to that the fact that Josh is left handed and trying to use right handed scissors and you'll see just how challenging it was!
It's my birthday on Tuesday and my parents are paying for me to have a pregnancy spa day which is gonna be great. I'm looking forward to some pampering. But it just dawned on me that some poor person is gonna have to massage my unshaved legs and get near my nasty looking feet. Do I dare to ask my husband to help me shave my legs?!!
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