Changing in the dressing room after, several very little girls (oldest could not have been much older than 6) could not stop staring, which made me a little nervous. As soon as I got my dress on, they all complimented me on the pretty dress and immediately launched into the standard array of questions: are you going to have a baby, is it going to be twins, is it a boy or a girl, is it your first baby. Gack! So cute, and yet so scary (anyone who thinks kids this age haven't been thoroughly acculturated or socialized or whatever is _not_ paying attention). R. suggests that it's quite possible (despite them all having younger siblings, and remembering their moms being pregnant -- I asked) they've never seen a naked pregnant lady before (or at least not a naked 39 weeks pregnant lady). Which stopped me cold, but I think he might be right.
I'm going to try to go tomorrow. My feet and arms were way swollen before I swam and they aren't (as much) now and I'm not hurting. So I figure why wait until after the kid is here to get back in the swim, er, swing of things physically. Just cause I can't walk doesn't mean I can't exercise.