St. Patty’s Day
I wish I was out getting drunk with a bunch of Irish blokes. Instead I’m stuck in class with a stupid baby in me.
motherhood is not looking so great right now.
I LOVE MY BABY THOUGH you shut up.
- Peeing a million times a day.
- the sexiness begins.
I now realize that your pregnancy is all of my fault. If I hadnt prayed all of those times at all of those meetings, things like: “God help me and help CJM have a better life…..” things like that. HE works in very bizarre ways. For example
pray to lose weight you get Type II diabetes. Pray for some one to slow down on drugs and alcohol, they get pregnant. I blame myself.