I'm "Jess the Mess"
have been my whole life.
it's probably a combination of clumsiness and an unnatural love of food
whatever it is, it's gotten worse with pregnancy.
I'm not sure if I can blame it totally on my uncertain center of gravity...
or the big ball that didn't used to protrude from my midsection.
either way it's bad, or hilarious, depending on how you look at it.
Yesterday I was running errands and ended up having to stop and get lunch out
I purchased my meal and took my drink cup to the fountain to fill up
it was kind of crowded so I didn't set my meal down and attempted to fill my drink one handed
all was going well until I squeezed the lemon into the cup
and either the lemon tipped the drink or my big belly knocked it over (I'm honestly not sure)
but that cup slipped right through the precarious little bars and landed
all. over. me.
said drink was all over my white shirt, pants, legs and down into my leather flats
my only choice was to grab as many napkins as I could and slop over to a table and attempt to make myself presentable.
and then head to my doctors appt. because there was no time to go home and change.
so pathetic. and so funny
I thought I needed to document- for posterity
hopefully the little lady wont inherit her mom's clumsy tendencies!
Any other awkward pregnancy stories out there to make me feel slightly better about myself?
Here's to the weekend-
where I usually have a second set of hands to help me appear less of a klutz.
P.S. big shout out to the guy who instead of helping said pathetic pregnant lady wipe up her mess on the counter walked by and said "big mess, huh?" and laughed.