At eight months pregnant and forty-four (44!) inches in circumference, I can still fit into my regular jeans. Notice I said “fit”, not “wear comfortably”. Three seconds after this photo was taken, I was back in my non-heartburn-inducing AE sweats.
1. listening to Liliana giggle as she watches herself on video 2. a late-night bowl of chocolate ice cream 3. Doritos Nacho Cheese chips 4. a quiet evening spent crafting with Kaylie 5. finishing a sewing project that I started three years ago Grace in Small Things is a social network that Schmutzie created to [...]
I went for a walk today. I was feeling claustrophobic, I had a craving to take some photos, and my legs needed the exercise. I swear my muscles are nearly atrophying lately. They needed to get out. I didn’t walk far, only about two blocks. I got to these train tracks and was going to [...]
I have a guest post over at Aiming Low today. Click over and take a read, you know, if you feel like it.
I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I’d been battling nightmares. I really don’t get why nightmares have to be a pregnancy symptom. It’s the symptom I hate the most, so much more than any other. Most of my nightmares are basically the same: I’m being cruelly and purposefully hurt and rejected/abandoned by someone I [...]
