Pitchers!
And here I am trying to determine what eye color the baby will have. Notice I said eye color. The quasimodian shape is not genetics…just fingers pulling the eyelids away from the iris.
MINE (Mr. Bouncy McBlur took the picture)
MR. BOUNCY’S
So, procrastination should be my middle name really. Instead of tending to my baby registry I think deeply about my unborn child’s eye color. I will blame my short attention sp…
GEESE!
At least someone is comfortable…*
She finally found a good use for my belly. And she doesn’t mind the baby kicking her in the jaw.
* I kid, I kid. I feel totally fine and ready to kick some ass. I just wanted to try out that pregnancy induced complaining that is so typical for the last weeks.
Of course, now that I shared with the internet how fabulous my pregnancy is going, I expect some crazy preggo symptoms to knock on my door tomorrow all like “Ehm, we have been summoned here by your big TRAP.”
