I feel like I’ve been pregnant an eternity and I am ready for this little boy to come on out and join us in the world. However, I still have quite a bit to go and I don’t know what to do. I’m feelin’ like Jessica Simpson with her swollen feet. Like, why can’t the guys carry the baby? I have to look at Matt and see that he is perfectly unswollen and then I start to cry because he doesn’t have to go through any changes and then he’ll tell me I look fine which causes me to want to stab him. Which I did. Thankfully it was with a plastic spoon and it caused no damage.
Long story short: I’m over being pregnant and the males need to grow some uteruses and learn how to produce babies.










