*Rose*

I can’t reach my snack, and I don’t know what to do about it.

About ten minutes ago, Kelly brought some sliced pickles and peanut butter into my room and set them on the nightstand.

The only problem is, I was reading at the moment, and I didn’t reach for them right away.

Now, she’s gone out into the hallway to speak to Shelby, and my arms must have shrunk because they don’t quite reach….

And… scooting isn’t really an option at the moment. I’ve tried reaching as far as I can without moving my bottom, and I nearly rolled onto my side. Visions of my large pregnant self...