I'm so tired. I was composing in my head as we drove home this evening, but now I don't remember what I was going to say. Blame it on "mommy-brain." How about this:
You know you're pregnant if ...
the thought of visiting the bank to close that account that's needlessly costing you $9.00 a month fills you with dread. Okay, that one may be only me.
You know you're pregnant if ...
you drop socks on the floor every time you take a step toward getting the laundry done. That one might be only me as well.
You know you're pregnant if ...
reading about "elimination patterns" in the new mommy literature causes you to burst into tears.
You know you're pregnant if ...
the sight of your brother graduating from college also causes you to burst into tears. Those were some serious tears, just ask my husband.
By the way, Little House on the Prairie is NOT pregnancy friendly programming. When a pregnant Laura collapsed from exhaustion and possible heat stroke in the episode we saw last night it was quite alarming. That doesn't mean that we'll stop watching it, though.
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