Down With Mondays
I would just like to say that I officially do not like Mondays. I used to like Mondays. Not so much anymore. After relaxing and sleeping in on the weekend, waking up before the rooster that lives behind my house Monday morning, I am so off my A game. I feel like that poster with Garfield all frazzled and expressing his dislike for Mondays.
Okay now that I have complained about that, I love being pregnant. Now that my stomach has completely relaxed, a glass of orange juice makes me look more pregnant. Unfortunately it's that time when I mostly just look like I drink to much beer. I'm looking foreword to the looking pregnant part plus the absence of motion sickness and only eating basically tasteless food will be good.
Okay now that I have complained about that, I love being pregnant. Now that my stomach has completely relaxed, a glass of orange juice makes me look more pregnant. Unfortunately it's that time when I mostly just look like I drink to much beer. I'm looking foreword to the looking pregnant part plus the absence of motion sickness and only eating basically tasteless food will be good.
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I can't wait to see what you look like pregnant. We'll see what happens this summer. I hope that I can visit. I miss you so much.