How'd that happen?
Wow. It's Wednesday. How'd that happen? I thought it was Sunday. Or something.
My wonderful husband picked me up some Claritin at the store after my mom recommended it. And wow. This stuff ROCKS!! I could actually breathe last night and didn't even wake myself up gasping for air ONCE last night. It was freaking sweet.
One of my many with-child friends just had her second baby yesterday morning. I swear, babies are just popping up all around me. Er...popping out I should say. He was 9 pounds 11 ounces! Crazy talk. Every baby that's been born lately has been HUGE. Maybe it's this North Carolinian water. Or the mass amounts of sweet tea. I keep getting questioned about when I plan on popping out a few children of my own. I have to kindly remind people that:
1. I have only been married for a little over a year...and
B. John was gone for 7 months of that year. Nuff said there...and
III. I'm only 24! Babies will wait.
And the more I hear about child labor, the more it terrifies me. Before it used to be all bunny rabbits and fields of daisies (I mean I knew it was horrible and painful but...you get past that right?) But now I'm hearing all the gory details and sometimes I wonder if I'd do better if I just didn't know.
Clothing update: I went to the exchange on Sunday with John to look at clothes. After being completely defeated by their (absolutely unmaneuverable with a cart, by the way) racks of endless 0-3 sized clothing and trying on over 12 things that didn't fit, we left and went to Ross. I found a few tops and bottoms...that fit...and I liked...FINALLY!! I looked at Target last night with Monique and didn't find too much which was surprising as I usually find a lot at Target. But it wasn't a complete loss. I'm just tired of the same thing over and over again...and if it's not just boring clothes, they simply don't have my size or don't fit. Evil clothing. I should just join a nudist colony. Ewwww...more like an underwear colony. I'd love to walk around in underwear all the time. Like Lady Gaga...hmmm...
My wonderful husband picked me up some Claritin at the store after my mom recommended it. And wow. This stuff ROCKS!! I could actually breathe last night and didn't even wake myself up gasping for air ONCE last night. It was freaking sweet.
One of my many with-child friends just had her second baby yesterday morning. I swear, babies are just popping up all around me. Er...popping out I should say. He was 9 pounds 11 ounces! Crazy talk. Every baby that's been born lately has been HUGE. Maybe it's this North Carolinian water. Or the mass amounts of sweet tea. I keep getting questioned about when I plan on popping out a few children of my own. I have to kindly remind people that:
1. I have only been married for a little over a year...and
B. John was gone for 7 months of that year. Nuff said there...and
III. I'm only 24! Babies will wait.
And the more I hear about child labor, the more it terrifies me. Before it used to be all bunny rabbits and fields of daisies (I mean I knew it was horrible and painful but...you get past that right?) But now I'm hearing all the gory details and sometimes I wonder if I'd do better if I just didn't know.
Clothing update: I went to the exchange on Sunday with John to look at clothes. After being completely defeated by their (absolutely unmaneuverable with a cart, by the way) racks of endless 0-3 sized clothing and trying on over 12 things that didn't fit, we left and went to Ross. I found a few tops and bottoms...that fit...and I liked...FINALLY!! I looked at Target last night with Monique and didn't find too much which was surprising as I usually find a lot at Target. But it wasn't a complete loss. I'm just tired of the same thing over and over again...and if it's not just boring clothes, they simply don't have my size or don't fit. Evil clothing. I should just join a nudist colony. Ewwww...more like an underwear colony. I'd love to walk around in underwear all the time. Like Lady Gaga...hmmm...
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