My belly shouldn’t be this HUGE. It spills over onto my lap. All movement is challenging. It makes it difficult to breathe. I can’t bend over. Everything I do is a struggle. I walk like Fred Sanford. The pain in my lower back,hips,& knees is horrifying. Thank goodness I can’t see my HUGE belly. No full length mirrors in my house. I can’t weigh myself,cuz I can’t see the numbers on the scale. My belly lays heavy in my lap,like a demon child from hell. I can scoop it up into my arms,as if its not a part of me. Its like holding a Huge glob of dough. Yes,its gross,but more than that,its shortening my life. And neither of these is me. I’m nowhere near that BIG.