...in every pregnant women's gestation, when she walks into the bathroom to look for her leggings and comfy shirt (that she wore to bed last night and are less than clean but has to put on again right this minute because her "skinny" maternity jeans are driving. her. crazy), and doesn't see them, but does see the toilet and thinks, "Why not? If not now, then in 5 minutes."
That's where I am, now. Searching for something, anything, soft that fits under or over this crazy, swollen belly of mine, making thrice hourly trips to the bathroom.
36 weeks. And a day. But who's counting?