I'm Better Where You Are

I'm pregnant. I'm tired. I have this hitch in my back that makes me walk like I have a peg-leg under my maternity jeans at least a quarter of the time and I've either been hurling or on the verge of hurling every second of every day for the past three and a half months.

I fell down the stairs with Hadley in my arms the other day and the impact was so perfectly angled that poo flew out of her diaper covering me and the stairwell in a lovely shade of brown. I was covered in bruises for a week.

I am a fat pregnant mess...but I'm happy.

:)

Funny huh:)...