word to ya muvva.

i don't really have anything to write about today. it's really just the same shit, different toilet.
i'm pregnant.
i eat a lot.
i cry a lot.
the end.

surprised? didn't think so.


i had a mini-breakdown last night.
i feel guilty about all the selfish thoughts i have, i.e. i don't get to go out and get drunk off my ass and do stuff everyone else i know gets to do. and when i start whining about all the shit i don't get to do anymore, i feel like i'm saying i don't want my baby, which couldn't be further from the truth. it's so fucking frustrating-- still wanting to do typical 21-year old girl stuff and preparing & wanting to be a mom. is that normal?

i'm so confused.

Jay attempted to make me feel better today by bringing home beads and tossing them at me everytime i flashed my belly. he's so cute. i wuv him. he grilled some yummy steaks and veggies tonight and we danced on our balcony. and baby girl got her dance on too. tryna steal my thunder.
i will never understand how Jay can grill anything to perfection, but when he's in the kitchen i've gotta keep a close eye on him cause he'll burn the house down.

i'm ready to be un-pregnant. going to the bathroom to pee has officially become a task. it's not fun. it should not take me 7 whole minutes just to pee. oh yes. i'm timed it. 7 goddamn minutes from the couch to the bathroom and back.

i have heartburn. my mom says i get it all the time because baby girl has a lot of hair on her little head; i think it was the salsa i put on that potato and all the salsa i ate straight out of the bowl afterwards. i'm greedy.

BITCH! have you seen any recent pictures of tori spelling's pregnant ass? i think she and i are due around the same time. i am soooooo not complaining about being fat anymore. her face looks so....what's the word?.....wrong. it's like she injected bacon fat all in her face and smushed around. i'm all belly, tits, and ass; my facial structure has hardly changed. more power to her man for waking up to that shit everyday.

oooh, it's wednesday now.
36 down.
4 to go.

xoxo

Labels: baby business, my love, so random

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