My clothes don't fit (even the maternity ones feel wonky, somehow), I'm MUCH more uncomfortable, and strangers on the street are stopping me to ask how many are in there and offering to pray for me. I know this was meant in a nice way, but WTF? Just how bad do I look now if that's happening?!
If it makes you feel any better, it seems my days of being IDed for alcohol are over. The other day I was at the supermarket and had among my groceries a klassy bottle of $5.99 wine (for cooking!)... so I had my licence at the ready. I always get IDed - the rule here is they have to ID you if you look under 25. For the record, I turn 25 in June. Anyway, she didn't ID me and I was so surprised I gauchely blurted out "Don't you want to see my ID?" and then felt like a total idiot. :p The woman looked shocked and swore under her breath and said "Oops", so I think it was an actual oversight rather than thinking I looked over 25... but then, the same thing happened on my next trip! (Except that that time, I had the good sense to keep my mouth shut).
OK, so I don't exactly look blooming and youthful in my current condition, and with my toddler and baby tummy I obviously look way older than the real legal limit (18 here), but... still. Hmph. :p
Tracymom: I forgot to say, that cake is GORGEOUS! I can't believe that's your first time using fondant! Random tip of the day: if you don't like the fondant loops on the "ribbon" flattening, you can always stuff them with twists of greaseproof paper until they dry. Still easier than using gum paste/flower paste, which I find very unpleasant to handle.
So I was supposed to meet another pregnant mother today with her kiddies for a playground playdate, but she hasn't gotten back to me. Grr. Hope she does - I'm too lazy to take DD to the playground off my own bat, but she could use a treat.
Also, today is the Ultrasound of Doom, in which we find out if the cord is still wrapped "3-plus times" around the baby's neck. I am, to say the least, a bit anxious about it. I know that even if the cord is wrapped I could possibly have a perfectly normal labour and vaginal birth, but I'd much much rather it weren't.... heck, I'd be thrilled if it were just wrapped once! On the bright side, hopefully we can double-check that the baby is a boy. Mum has been muttering darkly that he'd better be, with all the blue stuff she's been knitting! :p