Michael and I always joke, "I saw a lot of fund raising on MoPac today." Whenever we see cops pulling people over every couple of miles we joke about it. Today, I saw a lot of fund raising while driving to Whole Foods. Luckily, I've grown so uncomfortable in the car that I've started to drive more like my brother (Miss Daisy) than my mother (Mario).
Funny thing about this discomfort in the car... I feel as if Baby G is quite cramped when I sit so she's constantly trying to push my ribs out of the way. Every so often I set my hand on the top of my bulge and try to gently rub away the discomfort. It's so strange to be poking at yourself and not actually feel like you are poking yourself. If I poke my leg I feel it, if I poke my arm I feel it, but if I poke my belly I might not feel anything. Or... well... I feel Baby G's bum but I don't feel my poke.
Monday, September 7, 2009
Posted by Mich at 4:03 PM