Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 08 August 2014

You start to rethink your gym habit when you suddenly become tempted to ask the woman in the stall next to you "Can you help me put my pants on?" hehe That almost happened today. I made it to the gym for the 4th time this week. Then.. well.. I couldn't put my pants back on. lol Now I know what women are talking about when they say they stopped being able to put their own shoes on at this point of their pregnancy. Personally I'm a big kid and I haven't had to tie my shoes because well.. they either don't tie or because I've stretched them to the point that I can just pull them on. I probably wouldn't have been able to tie my shoes either. Somewhere a gym shoe nut is screaming at their screen. Actually a gym nut is probably passed out on the floor from rolling their eyes so many times if they follow me.

I should have known something had changed when my belly hit my steering wheel this morning. Only disadvantage to being 5 foot tall is there isn't alot of room between the two in the first place. Add a small human and you may as well stop eating in the car because everything gets stuck right there.. and then well.. by the time you get to work that tiny crumb from your breakfast bar has created a smiley face on your belly. That's why I switched to breakfast shakes.. so I could add some eye balls to the smiley face and pretend it was done on purpose. No one seems to question it with maternity clothes. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

So.. there is a week left in my membership. Whether or not I'm able to take advantage of it will be determined by my ability to dress myself come Monday. Only 14 more days though! I think I've done pretty good at freaking out the other gym goers. If it comes to it I will just throw on some comfy shoes and walk the track upstairs.. in the air conditioning.. because pregnant chicks sweat. ALOT. It isn't pretty.

Now I just have to solve the mystery of the missing panties and my day will be complete. I could have sworn I packed an extra pair with my gym clothes like I always do.. because pregnant chicks sweat.. alot.. in alot of places. They were missing. Since I didn't discover any in the bathroom or locker room I'm assuming they're laying in a parking lot somewhere after leaping from my bag in an attempt to escape. Or.. maybe they are on the dining room table where I packed my bag. Or heck.. my bag is next to little man in the backseat when I take him to daycare. Maybe he's wearing them on his head right now. Till then.. wish me luck. I'm going commando hoping I don't sneeze and pee myself.