30 weeks: Baby weighs as much as a large cabbage
Your baby rivals a good-size cabbage in weight, tipping the scales this week at 3 pounds. (Length: about 15 3/4 inches, head to heel.)
I'd say it looks like I have a cabbage in my belly!
You know how when you go into a store and don’t grab a basket because you only need one item? And then you inevitably end up buying more than you can carry? I am notorious for doing this and I had such an experience this week at Michaels. They were having a crazy sale on picture frames and I needed to buy just one more to complete my DIY artwork in the nursery. Just one more! PFFF I should’ve known better.
When I got to the frame section I couldn’t for the life of me remember what size I needed. Was it 8x10 that matted a 5x7 or was it 11x13 that matted an 8x10? Hmmm, I stood there perplexed trying to recall what size my other frames were. I think to myself, “the sale ends today so if I don’t buy the right size then I’ll be up a creek!” I mean, this was a killer sale and I wasn’t about to pay full price later on, knowing the price they were today. “I guess I’ll just buy three of each size and return what I don’t need”. So I gather up SIX giant frames in my arms and head to the check-out line. But WAIT!!! “Is that a new color frame they put out? That would go perfectly in the nursery! Hmmm”. Pretty certain that I need the larger frames, I put three of the white ones back and grab three of the large taupe frames. But while I’m standing there I get another idea for more artwork and grab another two taupe frames. Have you been able to keep track of the frame count? I now have EIGHT giant frames in my arms, my huge belly, and my purse. I felt like I was going to collapse from all of the weight. Pleased with my frame find, I head to the check-out counter, when I feel the baby kick my bladder. “Nooooo!!!! This is such an inconvenient time to have to go to the bathroom! I bet I can make it home. Nope. Nope I don’t think I can. Dang it!!!”
Okay, now that that’s taken care of, I gather all of my frames again and head to the check-out line. As I walk to the front of the store, I of course, get distracted by every little thing along the way. Then I realize, I need paper! Still no basket in hand, carrying my eight giant frames, I head to the cardstock section. Of course, the color I need is on the bottom shelve. Go figure. I position all eight frames under my right arm and squat down to look at the paper. I pick out what I need and go to stand back up…….UH OH! My legs start shaking under all of the extra weight. I’m totally STUCK!! Stuck in the squatted position, in the middle of the isle! I start to sweat. Of course I’m not alone in the isle either. Oh geeze!!! Overcome by embarrassment, I drop my purse, set down all of my frames and try to stand up. Its still not working! My legs are cramped and frozen in that position. I fall backwards onto my butt, spin around onto my hands and knees, throw my rear in the air and finally make it vertical again, all the while making grunting noises while the lady next to me stares like she’s just seen a train wreck.
I picked up all of my stuff and booked it out of there. I should’ve grabbed a basket!