I told my husband that I'm no longer shaving my legs as this process is becoming more difficult and uncomfortable for me. I had warned him of this months ago -- that at some point my belly was going to be too big for me to shave my legs -- but he seemed rather surprised and unfortunately disgusted by my declaration.
I told him he could shave them for me or pay to get them waxed, if he wanted, but I was done trying to bend over while holding a sharp instrument in my right hand as I attempted to not slice and dice up my leg just so he wouldn't be freaked out because I actually produce hair on my body.
What's he going to do when I'm stuck in a rather unladylike position, legs spread, trying to give birth to our child?
Me.
- Nut Nut
- I'm a working Mom who blogs daily. I'm creative, cynical and have a quick wit on those days I’m feeling awake. I communicate for a living and have a fondness for the feline species. You can usually find me listening to music, which I do so incessantly. To call me an avid reader would be one of life’s little understatements. I am smitten with my child and husband, and do everything I can to make their lives that much more interesting. I also have a cat, Sophia (aka Missy), who enriches our lives greatly by driving us nuts.
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At this point, I did it outside of the shower with my leg up on the toilet seat cover, shaving cream, and a sink filled with water. At some point, Jason has to shave my legs for me. I was pregnant during spring/summer and wore shorts or crop pants though.
Take pictures???
I shall take pictures of my hairy legs just to show them off cause I give up on shaving -- period. And I don't have enough faith in my husband to not slice and dice up my leg. Maybe I can get my leg hairs long enough to braid them.
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