i've been PMSing like whoa today. i woke up and i got really mad at Jay because the fitted sheet on his side of the bed was coming off its corner. and then i started sobbing in the bathroom because he refuses to squeeze the tube of toothpaste the right way and never cleans his toothpaste splatter off the mirror. i cried through the entire episode of That 70s Show where Eric leaves for Africa. i was furious with Jay because he didn't completely shut the door to the nursery when we were leaving. i cried again, but i didn't really have a reason. i know it's retarded but i can't help it. my hormones own me.

i'm officially at my pre-pregnancy weight. i haven't actually weighed myself cause you know that's opening up a big a ol' gross can of worms, but i tried on my smallest pair of jeans and they fit. it was a lot more gratifying than i will ever admit.
everything seems to be back in it's original place, except my hips. they're a little wider. it's not really obvious, but it's insignificant things about my body that i'm always the most attentive to. my boobs are smaller too, but i'm pretty sure that's because i lost all the weight and then some. at lteast, that's what i've been telling myself. i'm glad i didn't end up with the fried oatmeal tummy though. [that's what Jay calls it.] i know most moms wear their pregnancy stretchmarks as badges of honor, but i'm shallow.

i'm really tired. Jay wants to go see a movie tonight, but i don't feel like going out. it's so miserably hot, and....well, i don't feel like dealing with people. i'd rather stay home, send him out to get me a mcflurry, curl up on the couch, and watch a movie with him.

speaking of my late night mcflurry-cravings, someone has taught Jay a very bad word. and when i found out who this person is, i'm gonna skull fuck them with a strap-on. last night, i woke him up for something.....i don't remember..... oh, the dog was vomiting. after cleaning up and making sure the dog was okay, he didn't go back to sleep so i asked him to go to mcdonald's and get me an oreo mcflurry with extra oreo crumbs on top and that fucker told me "no".
what? you can't just spoil me all these years and then out of blue refuse to submit to me. it doesn't work that way, pal. so, i cried. but that mcflurry, with extra oreo crumbs on top just the way i like it, made it all better. :)

my lips are feeling a little dry. where's my vaseline?

new baby business news-- as much as we both want to have another baby right now, it's not what we need. so, we're gonna wait at least until we know for sure if/when/where we're gonna be living and have a *real* plan ready before TTC. and you know what? i'm completely fine with that decision. we were both really excited about it, but the timing is all kinds of wrong. our next pregnancy should be as stress-free as possible, and it wouldn't be that way if we went forward with it now. so, yeah, we're gonna put it hold on hold for a while.

something kinda baby-related but not really-- lately, lots of people have been asking when Jay and i gonna get married. i don't think it's odd that people ask, i mean, we are engaged. it just seems like more people are asking now. and it's not just me, Jay's noticed it too. it makes me wonder what people are saying about us when we're not around.

i'm hungry.
and my nips hurt.

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