You can now add pregnancy acne (including back acne) and manly hair growth to my list of side effects. That’s what I get for teasing the mister about his hair (which is a total turn on for me by the way, hey don’t judge me, I saw that look on your face) and always calling him bear, yeti, bigfoot, etc., etc., you get the drift. It also doesn’t help that I’ve been a hermit and haven’t really seen the sun in oh, I don’t know, 6 months or so? So I’m pastier than glue and glow in the dark brighter than, wait what glows in the dark?, uh, let me get back to you on that. I guess you can also add pregnancy brain to that list too.
Thank you hormones for making me crazier than a mongoose chasing a chicken! Although I’m sure my Fiance would argue that I’ve always been kinda crazy…*crickets*…OKAY A LOT CRAZY! I’m bitchy, sue me.
On a happier note, I’m starting to feel my little beansprout move! CARAZY FEELINGS MAN! Let me tell you, it’s the strangest feeling in the world, but fascinating still. My little tyke seems to be very, how do I say this? I know, He or She, has the stubbornness and laziness of it’s mother. Chee hee…let’s hope it’s a girl and that she looks like me too! Boom Kanani!
Oh yea! I glow in the dark brighter than…oh forget it, I glow in the dark…period. ciao bella!