It’s late in my pregnancy. I could have this baby any day now. As such, I have adopted the couch as, more or less, my permanent home. That us, when I’m not obsessively scrubbing baseboards or something.
As I’ve said before, the coffee table is of no practical use to me as I can’t bend over. I generally eat my meals at the dinner table or breakfast bar simply because I need to have my belly under the surface on which my food sits in order to reach it… Sometimes, though, sometimes I just don’t want to leave the couch. Today was one of those times.
I used my belly as a table.