Pregnant mums no longer need to worry about getting to those out-of-reach places (which are many). Shaving your legs during pregnancy is now easier than ever with this razor extension handle.
“I’m sorry my legs are so hairy!”
“I think I’m going to poo!”
“I’m sorry, I tried, can I please have the epidural now?”
The list of apologies I made to my midwives during labour goes on and on. Some of those things are way out of our control, like each individual person’s pain threshold or their ability to refrain from the accidental labour poop. I always considered the forest growing on my legs to be another of the many things I just had to deal with during pregnancy, but it seems this is no longer the case.
Meet your new best friend.
The Giraffe Razor Extension Handle is a total game changer. And for $29.99 it seems to be easily within our reach. It fits most disposable razors and becomes an absolute gamechanger when it comes to creating silky smooth legs in a flash. No mess, no fuss. Just independence!
What I want to know is why is the woman shaving her legs … in a pool?!
Not just for pregnant ladies however, think about those who can’t bend, bad back, hip replacement, arthritis etc … a total and absolute gamechanger.
Back to my labour days, and I’m sure midwives have way more on their minds than how smooth their patients’ legs are. I have vivid memories of the horror I felt as my gorgeous midwife, Carole, rubbed my legs to help me through my contractions. She assured me that my Medusa legs were not a problem. How sweet – even if it was a white lie to cheer me up, while I was at my most vulnerable.
Forgetting about labour though, my hairy legs were probably the most flattering part of my body during that experience, anyway. I could have definitely used this bad boy a lot during the third trimester. I may not speak for every woman that has ever been pregnant, but during my third trimester, I felt emotional, bloated, greasy, gassy, disheveled, clumsy, unattractive. You name it, I felt it.
Just too much effort.
It goes without saying that bending over during pregnancy requires about as much effort as assembling a flat-packed tallboy. That is why I had three categories of worthiness before bending down for anything during the third trimester:
- Is it on fire?
- Is it $50 or more in cash?
- Is it my other child?
If the answer was yes to any of these, then I’d build up my courage and bend over. Otherwise, it could darn well stay where it was.
Smooth legs are something many take for granted.
Maybe smooth and shiny legs would have given me a little confidence boost. Maybe it would have made me feel a little better about not finding any dresses that I could look cute in. Maybe I could have worn three-quarter pants (don’t knock it till you try it!) without feeling like Chewbacca. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
All I know is, I wish I knew about this product years ago. Heck, maybe I’ll just buy one anyway – bending down in the shower is always pretty inconvenient if you ask me!