That sounded drug related. Don't they call something bump? Ben makes fun because I don't get drug references. It's because I'm pure of heart. (I stole that from How to Lose a Guy in 10 days...BS!)
In other news... my sweetest of sweet friends is letting me borrow some adorable clothes. I can't wait for it not to be a million degrees below zero
AND I ran yesterday! It was the first day that I came home from work and actually had energy to do something other than sit on the couch while my sweet husband labors over dinner/orders in. I went running AND we went to the grocery store AND I cooked dinner (he still cleaned up.) I had planned on going to sleep around 9:30 because I still cannot drag myself out of bed... but I had a friend call with some good gossip.
Now I could use a nap.
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You look great. And one morning you will wake up and the Lola bump will be there. Promise.
I started showing within a matter of hours. Seriously. I saw John in the morning and didn't look pregnant (well, not any more than I normally do). He brought dinner by the hospital that night and told me I was pregnant. Hours. Maybe the in-between stage is a chance to practice "I don't give a damn what you think, I have a kid inside me"-ness.
p.s. I can't figure out how to vote in your poll. It says I have to be signed in. But I am signed in to blogger. I'm not a bright girl. But I think you are having a girl.
I tried to view the list and it told me the same thing. Perhaps I'll get inspired this afternoon and delete it?
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