I mean, you feel the baby kicking the crud out of you towards the end. Not the mention the obvious change in your shape. Is she obese? I can't hardly believe that a person could not notice a HUGE hard bulge in their midsection, kwim.
That's so crazy.
GGB, we went thru the poop painting here as well, with D2. She only did her crib, tho. After one particularly frustrating day I told H that I felt more like a zookeeper than a mother. I was about to put her room in the basement next to that sloping-floor-with-a-hole deal so I could just hose it (and her) down. But to have TWO doing it is way gross. Btw, my dad always called 2 of my sisters Frick and Frack. Isn't that funny. But you're right...I can't imagine going thru that whilst dealing with teenage hormones also. Oh and you can't get too mad at him, it sounds like he's nothing but a chip off the old block, eh.
