hi lovelies!

first off, i must say my hunny bunny is the bestest baby daddy.
he gives the best v-day gifts & sex evah!

so, last night, i thought we were going out for a nice little valentine's day dinner at nice little restaurant where they double the price of everything so they can make a profit off the hallmark holiday.

instead, i got a wonderful prenatal massage in our living room while Jay cooked dinner! *happy clap*

the massage was so fucking awesome. i think i came a little. my only complaint is that i couldn't get my lower back massaged the way i wanted because of all the baby business. but it was still great, nonetheless. and that lady totally copped a feel.

Jay made the best lobster and stuffed artichokes. i was pleasantly surprised wit how everything turned out because that boy cannot boil water without fucking up something. for dessert we had banana split fondue. so delicious my panties were off before we made it upstairs.

we didn't really get past the *heavy petting* stage the first time around because baby girl decided she wanted to get an early start on ruining Jay's and my sex life.
having sex while she's moving around is too much like having sex with a kid in the room staring right at the peen as it penetrates the giney.
so yeah, there's no sex when she's active and there's no swallowing of the love mayonnaise. i'm not too keen about having love mayonnaise splattered on my stomach either, but we all have to compromise on some things.

anyhoos, that was my valentine's day.
be jealous.
;)

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when Jay's in class i usually sit in the nursery wrapped in a blanket, screen/avoid phone calls, talk to my baby girl and listen to her little heartbeat and other movements, and do some scrapbooking. today, was kinda like that except i got pissed and cried for an hour because i hate the color scheme in that room and the only piece of furniture in there is the rocker Jay bought a few months ago. we actually found a couple of pieces on a baby furniture site that looks similar to the collection i originally wanted but we never ordered it because it looks so cheaply made.

i'm feeling better since Jay brought home some wendy's and fresh fruits from the store, and he rubbed my feet and kissed my forehead and promised the nursery will be perfect for zoe before she's here, even if he has to leave me at the hospital and come home to build everything himself.
he's so sweet and charming sometimes.

Labels: baby business, my love

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