And then last night I spilled hot chocolate on myself. I've done a pretty good job of bending over, picking up a toddler and her toys, sitting down on the ground, hopping back up...in short, I thought that I was pretty agile these days, in spite of my gigantic size and odd shape. But having really hot fluids covering your body makes you painfully aware of how long it takes you to get up and get out of your clothes. So I have reconsidered that thought. Anyway, the whole thing was messy and to say I was really frustrated would be quite the understatement.
Even though the laundry is all done, it appears the damage has also been done. I'm afraid I'm not cut out for those extra four days of pregnancy.