Beginning to lose balance

We went to Newburyport yesterday and spent the day eating and walking around the art tents with Calli and Steve. I literally fell on my butt 2 times, and lost balance yet remained upright mid-way 2 more times. People kept stopping to watch the preggo get back on her feet. One man said how imppressive the fall was. Steve kept walking one step ahead of me, and Dan kept grabbing my arm as we hit uneven ground patches. On the way home, poor Dan seemed visibly shaken. Thankfully besides a swollen ankle, no permanent harm done.
This belly shot was taken yesterday morning before the milkshakes we enjoyed, so it may be a bit bigger now ;-)