Aside from waiting with baited breath to find out if I have an upwardly mobile placenta (scan next Thursday! Keep those fingers crossed), I'm also rockin' quite a few other side effects from playing hostess to BabyH's swinging bachelorette pad.
*** I have sausage fingers. Medical types like to call it "edema," but I'm not quite so high-falutin'. All I know is
- my fingers look like they would do well on a hoagie next to some peppers and onions
- it's hard as hell to do a finger-stick (have you ever tried that with water-retentive fingers? It's like squeezing blood from bloated alien-cow udders)
- my paranoia has me wearing my wedding rings on a necklace chain, since I'd be devastated if they had to get cut off
My RLS bouquet
From everything I've read and heard, I've had an incredibly easy time of it for the pregnancy. (Well, you know, aside from all the Evil Nan / diabetes stuff.) I knew my lucky streak couldn't possibly last forever! And I'm okay with it. Or I will be in August....