Thursday, March 1, 2012
I come out to the front room and see Tim as pictured. "I can feel my uterus moving toward my ribs!" he says.
Silly boy. You don't have a womb.
So thanks to Tim's contraption, I'm hanging out upside down in an attempt to jostle this baby into head-down position. Silly baby.
Tim's contraption has also necessitated a complete rearrangement of our apartment, as the board being used is the top of the computer desk that formerly housed his desktop machine. I think we're pretty pleased about the adjustments. I'd post pictures just to prove that is possible to rearrange furniture in a <500 sq. ft. apartment, but it's still a mess.