What Are You Looking At?

It's Wednesday!

So WHAT if... 

{*} I can't bear to get my maternity clothes down. I'm gonna squeeze into my skinny jeans until my legs start to turn blue.

{*} I haven't vacuumed my room in -probably- over a month. It's upstairs, you know. Besides, I'm scared all the dog hair will break the machine. It's happening today.

{*} You don't like my blog. Stop reading it.

{*} I can hear the baby talking with her giraffe in her crib. I'm not going to get her until I finish this blog. Oh, hush, she's having a ball in there. 


{*} I haven't bought one thing, thought of one name or planned the first move in the shared room for the new baby. It'll happen. Someday. I do feel 'him' moving around so I guess it's going to happen pretty soon...I should get on that. 


{*} I have drafts in my email writing people back. Why can't I finish an email?

{*} Sometimes I want to say to a person, face to face, in the most polite and kind way possible: "Shut. Up." or maybe just, "Stop. Talking." There. That sounds better. 

{*} I'm now obsessed with an expensive, waste of money drink. Starbucks' Decaf Iced Caramel Macchiato. Get in my belly.

{*} I never answer my phone. I usually have a baby on my heels and am on the hunt for whatever toy she is calling for. That she has hidden. On purpose. I'll call you back when she's asleep. Or I won't remember to. Sorry 'bout that. 


{*} I like time without my baby. I like shopping with two hands. I like getting a manicure. I like time with my husband sans baby talk and mouth-wiping. I like only carrying a purse. It's good for her to be without me, too. You know, independence and all. 


{*} My friends think I can really sew. Shhh... don't tell them. I can't. 


So what, who cares. 

Until Next Time,
The Guff