Sadly… sadly. My hips are big.. no denying a big bun in a big oven. Although, my interpretation of Shakira’s famous hit might be taken a bit differently than her lyrical intention.
Here we are at 37.5 weeks.
I saw this picture and thought, “Wow. I am enormous.” My friend Jennifer said, “You’re not enormous, just pregnant!” And, just to rub it in, a sweet lady on the tram put the icing on the cake. She offered me her seat, and I declined letting her know I was fine. Well, she sat back down, took another look at me and said, “No, you are VERY pregnant. Take my seat.” Chivalry is alive and well with the elderly ladies of Budapest.