That pregnancy is so freaking uncomfortable.
Last night SO and I went to a huge parade. It was our first warm evening in Portland and I was stupid enough to wear jeans and a sweater. Between my outfit and the crowd, I got seriously warmer than I ever have been in my entire life. We came home, I immediately stripped off all my clothes and laid around like...the great white screeching whale. You know, pale, loud and large.
My work has a pretty strict dress code...but I'm pretty sure that come August I'm going to be showing up in NO clothes. "Reasonable accomodation" for disabilities, right?
Anyone else have any woes (physical, non-physical, related to pregnancy or not) they want to air???