When you’ve got a two-kilo bag of kitty litter strapped to your belly, it can be a little difficult to find a comfortable reclining position — particularly when you’ve become a tad self-conscious of the beached whale pose because your husband keeps blogging about it…
So the best way to kill two birds with one stone (ie., get comfortable and exact revenge on husblogger) it to spend all day chatting to him and getting him to do stuff. This way you get to walk around quite a bit and you get to make sure the husband gets as little done as possible.
Time to go buy a new shower head? You bet
Time to write email to accountant? Get to it
Time to discuss baby chamber placement again? For sure
Time to sit down for in-depth financial planning session for the next eight months? How did you guess!
Well, at least one of us isn’t bored…
To be fair, I never went to get the shower head…