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Thursday, December 28, 2006

    this was a therapeutic chain of events


doc's appt. today went really well. i didn't have to choke a bitch. i didn't have a panic attack cause i'm fat.
is it bad that almost every time we're in that room, J and i wanna have sex??? there's absolutely nothing sexual about that ugly ass gown or being propped up on a table where anyone who enters the room gets a clear shot of my giney, but i get horny every time i'm there.

moving on....

little zoe is approximately 12 inches long and around 2 pounds, 1 ounce. her little heartbeat is as strong as ever. we had another 3-d sonogram and i'm pretty sure that little thumbsucker is gonna look like her daddy. since he's a hot piece of ass, it shouldn't be a problem, but motherfuck! all he did was donate the sperm, i'm doing all the heavy work and all she has is my lips. but that's besides the point. i don't have to be on bed rest anymore and i get to have all the sex i want. yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

i don't know what we're gonna do about the nursery. i really wanted that furniture from milliondollarbaby, but they've worked all my nerves. and every other place we've looked either has really ugly furniture or doesn't make the cute stuff in black. i don't wanna change the colors because we've gotten so much pink and black stuff already, but i think that's what we'll end up doing.
ugh. i feel my eye twitch coming back.

in my lame attempt to cope with gaining so much weight, i've decided 15 pounds of the 43 i've already gained is what i needed to gain to be at my "appropriate" weight because i was underweight, and the other 28 pounds is the baby weight.
BUT i've still got 3 months to go so i'll probably end up gaining about 60 pounds when it's all said and done. it's still pretty depressing but it's for the greater good, right? RIGHT?

then there's actual the actual labor. i don't want my giney to get stretched and i don't want stitches from the rooter to the tooter. but i also don't want a cesarean scar. advice? please? with cheese? i don't know which is best for baby girl.

oh yeah, i know i usually comment back when y'all leave comments and i haven't been doing that lately.....it's not because i don't love you. i read every single one of them. but right now, i just don't feel like typing comments back. plus, i figure my email and AIM shit is on the sidebar so, yeah. it's just not necessary. you know i luh yo momma.

some tuna and mac and cheese sounds really good right about now.

toodles!

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