stuffage
This title is rather fitting-a combo of stuff and being stuffed…HA!
So little baby girl-whose-name-is-so-cute-more-like-beautiful-it’s-killing-me-to-not-write-it-down-here is of course taking up the majority of my mindspace these days so here are a few thoughts that have crossed my mind lately;
- Didn’t yo mamma teach you it’s not polite to kick people in the ribs?
- Dear Skin, Please stretch out a lot more, like soon, because there’s just no more room in there and I’d really appreciate it. Thanks.
- Even though it is not exactly comfortable, you make my day over and over again every time you practice your tumbling and bust out another one of my ribs.
- So keep on movin girl, keep on movin!
- Am I complaining? I’m not complaining! I’m just…explaining!
- This is one of THE most awesome experiences of life!
- I never thought I could be so in love with something that I can’t even see or hold in my arms!
- Your heartbeat sounds like a real human heartbeat now, I am so proud of you…so keep kickin!
- You have two sets of the best grandparents in the world, and aunties and uncles-who are all excited and giving you CUTE CUTE STUFF! So hurry up and come out and enjoy it with me!
- Safeway brand extra crunchy dill pickles are the best I have ever had. No other brand comes close!
- There is a perfectly logical-non-pregnancy-craving-related explanation to my newfound (last 6 months) love of dill pickles; I love salt. Especially in the form of Salt & Vinegar potato chips! Sacramento is hot during the summer. Pickles are a healthier and cold version of those potato chips. See! That’s totally logical! Even though daddy teases me about it all the time!
