Today I'm going to the doctor (until now, Sabine has come with me to every single appointment) ALONE while Kadin takes Sabine to the zoo, her favorite place on earth. After seeing the doctor I'm getting a pedicure (I can't see my toes but other people can) and a prenatal massage.
I'm so happy I could cry. No, really (hey, my hormones are off the hook. What did you expect? I'm forty and pregnant for godsakes).
Can a 35-weeks pregnant lady even fit on a massage table? (PS: I look nothing like the lady in the image below while wearing a bathing suit, which I try not to do--especially while pregnant.)
|via The Beauty File|