overnight, i became huge.

my thoughts for some reason turn to kafka and the metamorphosis. if i, in my current state of pregnant hugeness, were to have the misfortune to find myself on the floor on my back, i’d be unable to do anything but flail my arms and legs like a giant cockroach. at this point i don’t even think i can bend at the waist.

pregnancy has gradually made me more grateful for assistance from other people, especially luke, and more likely to accept aid. this is an adjustment, as i like to do everything myself and be totally independent. but now i appreciate when luke carries my bag or when people give up their seats for me. i ESPECIALLY appreciate when people pick things up that i have dropped, because bending down is really really difficult right now!