It is not like anyone reads this- and if by chance they do - I probably don't know you in real life. But still.
I'm pregnant. Cue jumping up and down cheering.
Except no. I am nauseous from the second I wake up to the second I go to sleep. I am sleeping like crap and I can't poop. I forgot how much I hate being pregnant.
This time I have some extra motivation though - I look at the perfect little Pants that is bouncing around and I remember how wonderful the result is. That is what I do it for.
Sorry I am being lame about writing. But I feel like dirt and don't have anything funny to say. Plus I don't drag myself off the couch enough to have an experience to actually write about it.
I suppose you will hear from me in - like - March.
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