Law School Momma

Feminist, friend, wife, and very scared momma-to-be.

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When your Crim reading features a cannibal case for the third time.

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When the professor makes eye contact with me during a cold call session.

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When an idiot suggested to the professor that we have a makeup class on a Sunday.

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When my friend does really well on a cold call session.

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MRW the professor goes 15 seconds over time.

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That first whiff of french fries when you open the McDonald’s bag.

Pregnancy cravings are a real MFer.

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What I see anytime I see a group of 2 or more writing TAs hanging out on Main Street.

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When I see one of my friends with high waisted, totally opaque black leggings.

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After every Crim reading. 

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When Nashville can’t decide what season we’re in. 

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Watching my husband talk about how excited he is to be a dad.

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Climbing up three flights of steps to my legal research and writing class in my 2nd trimester got me like - 

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Every time my mom asks me if I’ve finished the baby registry.

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After I drink my first Starbucks macchiato since getting pregnant. Night classes are hard, guys.

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When the doctor told me I was having a boy.

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Stepping on the scale for the first time this trimester.

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MRW I don’t finish the last five pages of my ConLaw reading, reasoning that I have a 20 minute break before that class to do it.