The updated list of things I can no longer do (26 weeks pregnant version):
Button my leather jacket.
Make the bed. (New mattress, lovely for sleeping but very thick and heavy.)
Roll over in bed without careful advance planning.
Squat. All the books I want lately seem to be on the bottom shelf. Not happening.
Carry laundry baskets up the stairs. Ok, carry anything up the stairs. Or down.
Carry my laptop. (To be fair, I can carry it from the house to the car just fine, but the car to my office is a very long walk.)
Go more than an hour without peeing (but I drink an awful lot of water).
Things I can still do, although I think the days are numbered:
Touch my toes.
Wear my regular jeans.
Sit on the floor and get up again.
Stay awake past 9:00.