Fat Mama - I'm over it!
I feel like a foie gras goose who has been stuffed to within an inch of her life, but instead of my liver hanging from my nethers like a basket full of freesias, its my nubbin!
Am I having a prolapse? It certainly feels odd, but what can you expect at 7 months baked with twins. The lil blighters are head first into my fanny trying to make a break for freedom. I keep having to 'hoik' myself up, if you know what I mean? Very unladylike I must say, still, I've got big tits though, which makes up for pretty much everything!
Only 6 weeks and 2 days to go - Bring on the 'Slash and Grab', bugger this natural labour malarkey, I'd much rather a c-section, a copy of 'Hello!' and a large Vod Ton.
I'll be back when I can roll myself back onto to the sofa...

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