Wearing white while severely pregnant is a pretty gutsy move for me. I think after I'd been out only about 15 minutes, my husband was already showing me where I'd gotten dirt on myself from unknowingly bumping into something. This belly is made for bumping into things and being a receptacle for food crumbs. I'm not the most coordinated person so pregnancy takes things to an even more comical level. Soon enough though, I'll be holding a little man in my arms. I'm hoping by then I can regain some coordination. Eeeek!