Because we all have something to get off our chest....
Dear bladder-
Must you really be emptied every 45 minutes?
Dear lungs-
I know you are feeling a little cramped these days, just hang in there. I want you to have air, I really do.
Dear braxton hicks-
I don't care for you at all.
Dear baby girl-
I am so excited to meet you and kiss your tiny face.
Love, me
Re: Just let it go...
Dear hips,
Must you hurt all the time?
Dear back,
We've still got a long way to go with the worst of it yet to come, so quit your *itchin' for now and just suck it up. You're not 80.
We're one and done!
I live about 40 mintues from Evansville. Small world.
Dear feet,
Please go back to your normal size. My feet hurt too badly to wear my tennis shoes and I'm not allowed to wear my croc flip flops at work.
It is a small world! I've never really noticed anyone on here that lived in/near S. Indiana.
Dear gallon of water that I have to drink everyday,
I hate you.
Dear Baby,
When I get up in the middle of the night to pee, it does not mean it's time to have a dance party. Your mother needs to sleep!
I went to UE for a year before I transferred. It's really nice down there!
We're one and done!
Dear Bladder,
Why must I make three trips to the bathroom in 10 minutes just to fully empty you?
This is awesome! I haven't got Braxton Hicks but the rest, yes!
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BFP #3: 2/14/13 EDD:10/16/2013 (Please stick little one)