She is in the midst of a fever and SO AM I.
I have been for a while.
As O turned one, my uterus started yearning for another gig....
But that's so NOT GONNA HAPPEN.
Which kills me, because I haven't got a clue when it might, particularly now that we have no income whatsoever.
Babies should really be the last frikken thing on my mind, but I can't help envying the bazillion baby bumps I see around me lately.
Seriously though, is there something in the water???
All this crazy babylust got me thinking about my pregnancy with O.
Pregnancy was not my friend.
As a matter of fact, it was kinda awful.
But as strange as it may sound, I loved it.
In misery, I was happier than I'd ever been.
|My friend kindly Photoshopped away the stretchmarks!|
|My Wedding Shawl|
It was nice to be proud of my gut for a while!
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