Things that make me happy.

Apparently Crotch Fleas felt her presence at work was so imperative that she came in 3 days this week with a stomach virus. This pleases me for several reasons:

a) I realized that last night was due to a stomach virus, not my body preparing for miscarriage.

b) The thought of her painfully exploding poop out of her ass affirms my belief in karma.

c) It gives me a good excuse to go home early & snuggle into pajamas, just in case I am also infectious.

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Sweetpea, apple of my eye…

 Sweetpea, apple of my eye...Holy hell, HJ is a sweetpea already? Can’t you just picture my little green pea, floating around in the bitter ute with a disco-ball heartbeat? I totally spaced & forgot I am already in my sixth week.

I also totally spaced while eating pimento cheese & wheat thins because I have eaten an ENTIRE POUND OF PIMENTO CHEESE this week alone. Whatever. Cheese is totally natural & healthy, right? RIGHT?!?

I have to say, though…I am nervous today. I could use a little extra fluff & love. Last night, I started getting sick in the grip-the-bathroom-counter-oh-my-god-my-intestine-is-going-to-explode-out-of-my-ass way (hey, never say that Blair is shy, mmkay?). And I am terrified, because this is exactly what happened the night before Harpie — out of nowhere, an hour straight of my body cleaning itself out, then BAM! fine. 12 hours later, I dilated & started bleeding. I have already run to the bathroom twice today to check, no to mention thanking God for my own private office so I can shove my hand down my pants for a quick spot-check (by the way, Nate was totally horrified the first time I did this in front of him). No spotting, but I am a little cramp-tastic, which could be 100% normal as the ute stretches.

To my little sweetpea….hold on tight, okay??

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