This commercial makes me cry. The wife is such a beast and the husband is so sweet.
I also cry because it's so cute when Layla asks me to put on the hat, which is really her vegetable basket from her little kitchen and then cries when she asks "Pway whiff me mom?" and I can't because I need to feed her baby brother who'm I also love so much!
And I tend to cry at least once a week whenever things don't go smoothly with our house sell or house hunting.
Also, you know you're pregnant when NOTHING in your closet fits on the lower half of your body.
And when you look in the mirror and realize that your back fat / love handles are growing as rapidly as your belly. Notice the strategic hand placement to cover my love handles...
I love my baby bump, but I don't love any other of the lumps and bumps. Whatever, I'll take the good with the bad any day if it means a baby that's grown to the length of a carrot is in my belly. This is what I think of when I read that the baby is the size of a carrot.
"long pointy"
Good Night.
1 comments:
I REALLY dislike that commercial! I feel bad for that poor man every time I see it. By the way, you look beautiful!!
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