I'm 31 weeks today and getting bigger everyday (obviously). Last night I woke up to a fireball in my throat as little Peyton decided he would try to push his bum onto my stomach and see what that does to me. Thanks hunny.
I phoned my working husband last night at 2am and begged him to pick me up some heartburn stuff so I could get back to sleep. I THINK that is the first time he has had to do a pregnancy middle of the night run for me :) I have to say that he looks pretty good in his uniform coming to my rescue in the middle of the night ;)
Anyway today I am hungry and fat and don't care anymore. That's it!! I throw in the towel! I am going to be a glutton from now on. I am determined to enjoy this pregnancy by eating whatever I want and I am going to stuff my face all I want. Why not...I am not going to be caught dead in a bathing suit this summer anyway, and I might as well enjoy food for a while since my hips seem to want to store everything from a banana to a chocolate cake anyway.
So here I am.....checking my e-mail eating a Pogo Stick while dipping it directly in to the mayonaise jar. Yes I'm serious. Of course the fact that this is my fourth Pogo may prove later to be a very very bad idea.....
Good thing the Tums are sitting next to me :)
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