The trip was awesome and I've found my pregnancy saviour...WATER. It was amazing!! No matter what hurt or where BeBe Schnegg was currently attempting to squish and organ or break a rib, the water made it all go away...I even proved that I've still got it goin' on with the water handstands, backwards handstands and handsprings (although lil' Schnegg kinda got in the way on the first handspring attempt).The air mattress was amazing (I'm thinking I'll blow that sucker up here at home if I have trouble sleeping again) - only downside was trying to get up off of it to go pee...four times a night. The first night camping I woke everyone up trying to get up off the damn mattress to go pee. G was ready to pack it up after watching me struggle like a turtle for 5 minutes. After enough practice (4 times a night times 10 nights = LOTS of practice) I had a system down though.
There was lots o' staring going on, though...small children to great grandparents - everyone was fascinated by the REALLY PREGNANT LADY. (Did catch the occasional under the breath discussion about "she must be having twins").
Here're a couple pics o' the belly in a bikini:
This bikini top bit the dust halfway through the trip. The plastic clip just snapped in half (while I was making lunch in full view of God and all his little children). It apparently couldn't handle "the girls." I guess that's what you should expect if your bikini top cost $5.
Only major downside??? MASK OF PREGNANCY. Oh yes, it's bitten me in the ass...The really awful thing?? On my face, the mask of pregnancy apparently takes the form of a mustache!!! Yes, my upper lip tanned much darker than the rest of my face and it seriously looks like I have an Italian-grandma mustache. G actually thought I'd grown a mustache until an off-the-cuff discussion in which I could correct him that it's not hair - it's the skin. This pic does the mustache the most justice (although it unfortunately looks much worse in the mirror)...
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