Thirteen weeks

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

A good day is one that brings on the headache in the afternoon. You’d think that I’d be used to them by now. After all, I’ve had a lifetime of them. But, every one of them is different. Some days they turn into migraines and some days they are a dull reminder that my body has had better days. Today, I embark the beginning of another and hope to quickly pass it away. After all, my leftover shrimp scampi, smoothie, and two turtle bars should help my body feel secure. I know it sure is helping make my pants feel a little too secure. And probably doesn’t help the shirt that is probably a little questionable in my time of secrecy. It’s never a good sign when your husband sees you at lunch and says, “You look pregnant.” My response after unbuttoning my last button on my pants, “How about now?” Ah, just another day in the life of me.

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Thirteen weeks

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