I decided that taking Buckles to the park was the way to go. Walking over a mile while carrying all of my extra fat as well as 8 or 9 pounds of baby was a little tough, but the weather was perfect and Buckles had an awesome time.
I couldn’t let him off the leash to chase tennis balls, like I usually do, because if he bolted I couldn’t possibly chase after him. It was fun anyway, though.
On a clear day I can kinda see my toes. With my perfectly pink toenails that I (somehow) managed to (barely) paint this morning.