shedding the last of my dignity.

If you spend any amount of time with the girl and me over the next month or so, be prepared to spend time with our constant companion: the potty seat. Maybe you could manage to balance a fidgety toddler on a public toilet and an 8 month pregnant belly without falling or letting the toddler touch ANYTHING, but I cannot.
So, until our boy makes his escape, I will be traveling with potty seat in hand. It's a glamorous life.