My feet can now smash small children. 2 1/2 weeks of teaching and being in the last month of pregnancy has finally caught up to me. By the end of the day, my feet look like they belong on the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man or Incredible Hulk. After two doctor's office visits, I have been reassured it is not preeclampsia, and I just need to elevate my feet higher than my heart...not the easiest thing to do while teaching the college application essay to seniors and rhetorical devices to sophomores, so they sent me home from work for a couple of days to see if they will improve. Since I still have 5 weeks till Lil Miss arrives, I am hoping to teach for at least 3 more of those weeks and have a feeling I am going to get used to seeing these puffy feet for a while longer. I've decided I would prefer to think of them more like Hulk feet than Stay Puft because at least watching my feet grow and shrink seems more like a super power.