With just a few weeks left, papa Rob & I are trying to make the most of our time as spouses before we become parents. Last night we went to dinner at Red Robin (yum!) & went to see Hallpass (which, although not as funny as Hangover, was still hilarious). As much as I loved spending the night out with my lovely husband, I think it may be the last for awhile as I learned a few valuable lessons:
1. I am officially huge & trying to dress myself now involves at least 1 meltdown complete with crying fit.
2. Every time you make a noise, the people sitting around you at dinner will stare at you because they think you just went into labor.
3. Sitting in a movie theater when you're 8 months pregnant is like a form of torture. Not only were my back & tailbone killing me, I literally had to concentrate on not peeing myself for 120 minutes.
4. Drinking a 90 oz Icee is not a good idea if you would like to sleep any time in the next 2 days. Sugar + cold turns Squishy into a cantaloupe sized Mexican jumping bean.
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