When I was pregnant with my son, I lowered the steering wheel after getting into the car so I could drive. It sort of rested on my tummy, his little butt! Well, when I got to where I was going, I couldn't get the damn thing to go back up. I freaked out! He was positioned in such a way that I couldn't just slide out either. I was STUCK. I ended up driving to a firestation close by and laying on the horn until someone came out. The firefighters got quite a kick out of it, but one of them was kind enough to suggest and then follow me to the dealership where he convinced them to put me ahead of everyone else and get the thing unstuck.

Since that point. . .when I get too belly big to fit comfortably.. .someone else drives!