convo with one of the besties...
me: someone has their kid here. and i picked him up. my brain has officially been rewired. WHO AM I? i don't like change!!!
Jaz: omg. i dont even know u anymore. lol
me: YOU? ME!!
French toast (preferably made with brioche) PINKBERRY
InnyVinny: I need access to this song in every area of my life...I guess that means I shouldn't have sold my ipod. This shit is epic.
duckeyc: swag swag swag swag... PUMP UP THE WORLD! @InnyVinny @Zo3hree5ive the greatest shit ever!
InnyVinny: @duckeyc @Zo3hree5ive this will be on repeat for the rest of the day. damn my coworkers. it's serious.
duckeyc: @InnyVinny @Zo3hree5ive I have never in life liked that song until now.
Zo3hree5ive: @duckeyc @innyvinny Me either...LOL
InnyVinny: @Zo3hree5ive @duckeyc i maintain that is one of the greatest songs of all time...what you guys did, however, is next lev-ular. LOL
duckeyc: @InnyVinny @Zo3hree5ive the same reason why you think that song is the GOAT is the same reason why you're pregnant. No sense LOL
InnyVinny: @duckeyc @Zo3hree5ive DON'T YOU JUDGE ME AND MY BEIGELET'S MUSICAL TASTES!
We should really get out of Zo!'s mentions with our tomfoolery...
things that make me happy
tri-blend anything from American Apparel browsing through the many types of cloth diapers pineapples, pears, and apples (in that order) when I don’t ache everywhere from the waist down the heel of a hand pressed firmly into my lower back unfrosted strawberry Pop-Tarts potato cat
OHHHHHH! This doesn’t stop?! I get it. Okay then.– around week 3 or 4, a first time parent figures out that they’ll never get a ‘day off’ again. (via kellyoxford)
I figured that I could function normally without taking my nightly B6+Unisom concoction. For all of you who may have to deal with “morning” sickness now or in the future, know that this is a remedy that is doc-prescribed and the ONLY thing that was able to keep my head away from the toilet for 98% of the day. “I shouldn’t still be dealing with morning sickness! I’m...
Any given day, I’m going to feel the following (in no particular order): fatigue euphoria disbelief wonderment anxiety murderous rage depression gratitude hunger happiness paralyzing fear love It’s weird. It’s so, so weird.
I’ve reached the point where food is something I constantly think about. I’m trying to do my best to eat several small meals throughout the day, but I’m not sure that’s effective when you’re eating every hour. Jesus be an everlasting gobstopper… Thank goodness I have my Sexy Belly. Little birdies tell me this is prime stretch-marking time.
You know…I was about to jump on here and update you all with the wonderful news that I’ve been feeling a lot better lately and all that jazz…but right now, I’m experiencing the faintest hint of nausea and a whole lot of “I need a memory foam mattress under my desk.” It never ends. It really never ends.
Do I love my baby enough to spend 1500 dollars on... →
Me either… mybabyisaverage: No. No I do not.
That moment when "it" becomes "he" or "she"
I get my fancy mid-pregnancy ultrasound tomorrow. They tell me this is when I find out the gender of my passenger (dudeguy has upgraded B. O’Kee’s status). Let us all bow our heads and pray for full fetal cooperation. And yes, I refer to the Beigelet as an “it.” My mom chewed me out for doing that. I’m sorry, but “it” is the only gender neutral noun...
People take too many damn liberties with phonetic spelling of children’s names. I just came across a little girl named Ices. Not Isis, but ICES…like, more than one ice. If I have a son, I will name him Frank. That’s Frank, pronounced “Michael.”
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