The 30 week belly; things were starting to feel a little more cramped. I had noticed I wasn't able to eat as much without feeling massively full and suffering from intense indigestion. My stomach had been temporarily compressed by my expanding uterus. Also, one day I was trying to give myself a pedicure... let's just say I was glad no one witnessed this event. Filing and painting the toe nails of my left foot was very difficult seeing as I couldn't bend my knee as much as I wanted to. So I was left sitting with my foot on the floor and bending over to try and reach them. To give everyone a sense of the feeling, it was like wrestling a pot-bellied pig that had been smeared in pudding.... only I was the pig. To add insult to injury, when I bent down to reach my toes my pot-belly crushed my lungs. Just trying to complete the simple task of an at-home pedicure, I was burping up stomach acid and gasping for breath worse than an ill-prepared marathon runner. And to think, my belly was only going to get bigger. But I did have to to say, my toes looked darn good.
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