Drinks: Open Bar - everything sounds delicious!
Inevitably, at some point in each day I:
*Lose food in my cleavage.
*Cry at something stupid on TV.
*Choke on my own spit . . .in front of my husband.
*Spit while talking . . .to coworkers during meetings.
*Groan while standing up.
*Grow a new pimple.
*Take more time to wipe than it took to pee.
*Eat more than is comfortable.
*Try to fight off a nap.
*Forget what comes next.
It's just glorious being me right now. 25 weeks. Less than 15 to go. Wish it was 15 days instead of weeks . . .don't know if I'll have any dignity left after that.
3 cocktails served:
Just keep saying it to yourself - pregnant women are beautiful, pregnant women are beautiful, pregnant women are beautiful ... for 103 more days.
I just relived my pregnancy a little through this post. Save the fact that I hadn't seen my hoo-ha in weeks, all is pretty reminiscent of what it was like.
This took back years! Twenty five to be exact! WOW! I can't believe I had forgotten all the little nuances of pregnancy.
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