#preggoproblems

As I head into my third trimester, I’m starting to realize some #preggoproblems that I seemed to stash away in the deepest, darkest part of my memory from my first pregnancy. I wanted to share some of my #preggoproblems and see if there are any Smarties that can relate or add to my list!

#preggoproblems: My strappy sandals are put away not because fall is upon us, but because my ankles and feet have started to gain more weight than my torso.

#preggoproblems: It must be close to Halloween, not because all the orange and black decor, but because I’m practicing my penguin walk. Waddle, waddle, waddle up and down the halls of work.

#preggoproblems: I’m like Serena WIlliams – every time I exert an ounce of energy, I grunt.

#preggoproblems: Apparently the reality of getting an escalator in my house is non-existent.

#preggoproblems: The fact that I can’t reach my toes isn’t a problem. Just attach a kid’s paint brush to a ruler and use that to dip in your fingernail polish and paint your tootsies. Take that Pinterest.

#preggoproblems: I literally left my purse on the back of my husband’s truck as we drove away from Target and a line of cars laid on their horns at us to get it before it fell off. Pregnancy brain is a real epidemic people.

#preggoproblems: Not that my boobs need to look any bigger but I stuff at least one tissue in my bra to break out in case of spontaneous burst of hormonal tears. The wind blew from the west today, so I cried.

#preggoproblems: There is no such thing as a good night’s sleep. It’s more like “power naps between pee breaks”.

Smarties, I want to hear from you. What are some of your #preggoproblems?