Pancakes!

Well it's official. At 34 weeks 6 days I can no longer see down yonder, not even when I shift into various positions and balancing my leg up on the shower ledge (dangerous I know and only attempted out of desperation). So it's no longer possible to shave my bikini line and in one week things are bound to get out of control down there. It's not like I was doing a great job before but now it's just headed towards a huge mess. The only way to get the job done will be to stand in front of a large mirror and do it all backwards, trying to keep Little S from barrelling down the door all the while. I'll do what I have to. I refuse to suffer the indignity of being fully pelted while complete strangers discuss my hoo-ha in a languge I don't yet understand.

My belly is definitely larger than last week and definitely larger this pregnancy. I had to pull out my salopettes (overalls), something I really don't wear until the last few months of pregnancy because they make me look like a paunchy farmer. They are really comfortable though and I wore them right up to the end with Little S.

When I went to attach them the other day the straps were about one inch too short. They are complex little suckers to adjust so I know they were still in the same position as three years ago. I tugged and pulled at the fabric and then I realized that this could only mean one thing --that my belly was much bigger. At one month before due date I am much larger than I was at term with Little S. That really surprised me because I felt huge with Little S and somehow I imagined that this sweet little girl would stay small and tightly wrapped like the petit sushi she is. Nope-- she's a heffer.

Maybe it's my fault. Seb has been teasing me endlessly about my pancake addiction. Little S and I eat at 10:30 each morning at the hotel. We eat a long, leisurely brunch and no lunch. Then we eat dinner at 7pm with Seb. We eat a lot of food at brunch to make up for the lunch we will miss. I always eat two pancakes and Seb has been telling me that my pancake addiction is going to cost me 10 minutes extra labor for each pancake. For two days I stopped eating them but now I am back to eating them. I figure that if he's right I'll be in labor for about 24 hours and it should be okay because heck I've already done that.

*the photo is from last week but I can only just now post it because blogger has been giving me problems.