So.. yesterday here I was in the shower, refusing to make that eye contact with my razor, trying to just shower peacefully until boom! suddenly this razor ended up in my hand 🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️ now, I’m just about 26 weeks, pre-pregnancy weight was 112 and I’ve gained LOTS in just a few weeks. Not only do I underestimate the size of my stomach but the size of this shower... I start to shave in the places I don’t really have to see to shave which works fine... until I try to see. 😅 Here I go feeling like beached whale or really round potato in a tiny shower, My chest rests on my stomach now so bending isn’t an option as I come to find out. I’m lifting my girls up trying to get them to stop resting in my stomach so I can have just a little bit more space to bend, im bent down in some human form of a crab impression. At this point I’m breathing heavily and yes sweating.. in the wet shower I’m sweating.. so I flail my arms in a bit of anger and huff taking a second break thinking maybe if I just ya know move quicker and put my leg up in some weird fashion trying see to shave down there 😂 nope I fling myself into the wall looking like a very round soaked cat trying to fight something invisible. 😅🥵