My body is playing tricks on me. Example: when I'm walking, my left hip will randomly seize up. It does this without warning, and I'm sure that soon you will find me on the floor, trying to reattach my leg.
Also, even though I don't feel that big, I fear I am starting to resemble an orange on a toothpick. Which is not so hot. I have very few shirts left that cover my belly, and I think it would be awesome if I could just go everywhere without pants. Pants are so ... constricting.
My projects for today are: take more belly photos, and stain that damn rocking chair.
Did you know that nursing bras are $43 each? Does it really cost an extra $20 to make the cup so that you can open it to nurse a child? I mean, I guess I'm paying for the technology, but it's not as if it's new. For $43, I want my bra to have a touch screen or something. Like an iPod.
Dashing Husband did the taxes last night. For the first time in our married lives, we owe money. Due to a hefty childcare credit, and the credit for our Prius, and a few other things, at least we don't owe much. But, still. I liked it better when we got money back. That ship, however, has sailed, now that we're both working full time.
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