You know the general rule not to ask a woman if she's pregnant unless she is actually in labor? Let's add another level to that: "If she has confirmed her pregnancy, don't ask if she's in her third trimester - unless she is actually in labor." No, not even close to third trimester, thank you very much, but clearly taking that as a hint to stop waddling when I walk. It's going to be a loooong summer.
PS - why does something the size of a softball need a house the size of a volleyball? I just don't get it.
PSS - my legs really are that fluorescently white. It's not just a fancy Photoshop effect. It's a fancy wear-jeans-year-round effect. Stylist trick. Take note.