I am an awkward creature
Well, I made the cheerleading team. I was the only one who couldn't do the splits and half the girls were eye to eye with my belly-button, but I got my P.E. credit.
Over the years my flexibility has not improved, despite my attempts at yoga and a year or so of Pilates. Now, I'm 34 and pregnant, and this is what we sleep on.
This is a cause of great amusement for me. Its a mattress on the floor. Its small, and hard, and lumpy. Thats not so bad. Whats bad is the fact that there are only 6 inches between my body and the floor. I sit up in the morning, swing my legs over the side, put my feet on the floor, and my knees are past my ears. Have you ever seen a fallen giraffe trying to get up off the ground? Sometimes Randy has to give me push and I still barely make it up. I often wonder if I'm missing vital joints that other, more coordinated people have.I do a lot of laughing in my head (and grunting and struggling) when I'm getting up in the middle of the night (47 million times) to go to the bathroom.






































































