As good as the bath was, getting out of it is no mean feat when pregnant, as I lack a personal crane, I text my OH to haul me up to sitting position as I am sure many pregnant women can relate. Oh the indignity!
Having hit he plug with my foot I begin psyching myself up to pull myself up the rest of the way by leveraging my arms at either side of the tub. The water, having drained quickly, I begin the process and realise I can't bloody move and ask my OH to help. He starts to help then stops to laugh... At my back there is still a full tub of water.. Whereas at my front the water has completely drained away.. Yip! I have become a human dam....!! My ass is so big I am literally wedged into the bath!! Mortified is an understatement.
Eventually standing up, I send what can only be described as a tidal wave of water to the the other end of the bath completely soaking the floor. Amid the embarrassment and laughter, I grudgingly look at my husband and say.. "Ok, you can now call me Nellie"
"Caroline from from Hamilton"