Check out my ham hock hand. My favorite part is that I have rings around my wrist from the swelling. What should we call this? I’ve nothing witty. I already used knuffle top for my knee fat. You can have a double chin, but “double wristlets” doesn’t have to same charm or coinability. They’re like my little friendship bracelets made of edema.
And to stick to my earlier promise in my previous post… cankles.
Oh, and I’m not even like “Get this baby out of me!” because the prospect of managing a newborn is scarier to me than my swelling. I think I can, I think I can. Take your sweet time baby, momma’s got nothin’ but patience (Until I hit 40 weeks, then you’d better get out)