still no baby. *sigh*

i really wish men could get pregnant so they could truly understand what this whole experience is like for women and know that our bitchy attitudes and other crazy behaviors are more than justified. i think i find that more frustrating than anything else about pregnancy-- Jay doesn't really get the emotional toll it takes on me. he tries, i know he tries, but sometimes trying just isn't enough. if i'm crying because i can't get a stupid top back on the pepsi bottle, the last thing i want to hear is him laughing because "it's not that serious, babe."i pretty much expect that from him though; he's stupid. but what really pisses me off is him inviting people over to watch football and them making little snide comments because i ordered pizza and hotwings instead of standing over a hot stove cooking all fucking day. um, hello? i'm building a baby and i've got cankles. i'm not really interested in playing perfect housewife to your candy asses today. kthanksgofuckyourself. *smileyface*

sweet, precious Ava-Marie Taylor, please get out of my uterus now. mommy love you long time. i promise.

Labels: baby business, my love, so random

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