I'm at that point where I would really like to know why I was complaining about being huge at Easter.
Too big to live, I cry to my husband. Nay, says he: too big to fail.
You pitiful, insignificant fools!
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7 comments:
YES! MORE POWER!
My daughter yesterday, while kissing the new baby (still in utero), noticed a particulary red stretch mark very high on my abdomen, and after examining it, announced I was going to split open, like that watermelon that exploded last week.
:)
Not to lay it on too thick, Gauntlets, but the waves obey my every whim.
:D Katy
About six months ago I was there, with what seemed like an eternity left to go. The vivid memory (in mind and body) of that load has hardly yet diminished. Wince.
Good though. :)
I'm feeling for you now, as I type. ;)
I think the picture of Ursula makes this post. But are you really that scary?
You'd have to ask the kids. :D
I am with you! Shall I send you my walker when I am done with it?
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