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glasses - ASOS
LEST YOU FORGET I'M PREGNANT.
Another bumpdate, bebe.
And lest I forget ... I was sure to do a bump clutch in every shot. I apologize, like always.
And I'm actually 36 weeks along today but the internet here has a tendency to go into dial-up mode/speed when I crack open the laptop soo ... I'm a tiny bit behind. I can feel your care through the screen.
Even Phoebe can't help but ignore my mammoth torso these days and does nothing but hit it really hard and attempt a loving bite when she's feeling extra affectionate. Julia keeps asking, "how many times until the baby comes? your tummy is SO HUGE" and Sebastian came at me with the hair cutting clippers last night and said he was going to just "saw that baby out" ... so I'd say everyone is nesting in their own adorable way.
I feel mostly fine just really tired and really huge and the Target employee that gave me an up-down, opened her eyes nice and wide, and exclaimed, "I don't know how to deliver babies!!" reallllly helped to boost my preg esteem the other day. I hope she's happy. And that I don't see her at 39/40 weeks because I wouldn't want to scorch her poor corneas.
I've been thinking that's it's nice that insurance companies provide breast pumps to moms these days but if they really wanted to make the gestators happy they would look into free ice machine rentals. You know the machines that make those perfect little round pellets (a la Sonic)? Yes, I wouldn't mind having one of those bad boys at my puffy fingertips at all times ... day and night. Non-caloric food for thought, healthcare industry.
That's all for now.
Thank your lucky twinklers.