Camping

My Aunty Kerry invited us for a weekend of camping at Bellow’s and we thought it would be fun to take all the kids for a last hurrah before the baby comes. The kids had a lot of fun and the weather was nice, but this was not a good idea while in my last trimester of pregnancy. I felt so dirty and gross and had to keep walking back and forth to the public bathroom because I’m at the point where I’m going all the time. It got so bad that I needed to go home to take a shower. So we go home and the fricken electricity is out, so there was no hot water. I just had a breakdown and started crying. I ended up only washing my hair because I cannot take a cold shower, its torture to me. I don’t regret the weekend, but I think that next camping trip will be in a cabin and not pregnant.