Dear Crankypants at Church: I'm very sorry that I'm not the spitting image of what you expect from a teacher. But, this pregnancy is incredibly difficult for me. I'm sick all the time and I'm trying to wean myself off of a narcotic anti-depressant that I've been addicted to since I was 14 years old. So, I would appreciate it if you would quit judging me.
Dear Sam and Dean Winchester: Why aren't you real?! You would be the coolest people to hang out with!
Dear Cold/Flu/Whateveryouare: You are slowly, but surely, killing me. Please go away asap so that I can remember what it feels like to breathe and/or sit up without passing out. Thaaanks.
Dear Uma Thurman: You gave a bad rep to bloggers everywhere in the movie "Motherhood." Thanks a lot. Now whenever I blog, my husband calls me Uma.
Dear Pregnancy Hormones: Care to share the wealth with my hair? My nails are growing at a superhuman rate, but I don't really care about those.
Dear Nick: I miss you already, and you've been gone for about two hours. What am I going to do with myself for the next three days?! You are an amazing man, and I am so happy that you "saw" me after you came home from your mission. I cannot imagine my life without you. I love you.
Dear Alexa: Thanks for being strong enough so that daddy can feel you kick. He doesn't think you hate him anymore. Yay! However, could you please stop punching my bladder? Please? It's not very nice.
Dear Readers: If you read my blog, and have a GMail account, why don't you follow? I like knowing that I have an audience. :)
Dear Sam and Dean Winchester: Why aren't you real?! You would be the coolest people to hang out with!
Dear Cold/Flu/Whateveryouare: You are slowly, but surely, killing me. Please go away asap so that I can remember what it feels like to breathe and/or sit up without passing out. Thaaanks.
Dear Uma Thurman: You gave a bad rep to bloggers everywhere in the movie "Motherhood." Thanks a lot. Now whenever I blog, my husband calls me Uma.
Dear Pregnancy Hormones: Care to share the wealth with my hair? My nails are growing at a superhuman rate, but I don't really care about those.
Dear Nick: I miss you already, and you've been gone for about two hours. What am I going to do with myself for the next three days?! You are an amazing man, and I am so happy that you "saw" me after you came home from your mission. I cannot imagine my life without you. I love you.
Dear Alexa: Thanks for being strong enough so that daddy can feel you kick. He doesn't think you hate him anymore. Yay! However, could you please stop punching my bladder? Please? It's not very nice.
Dear Readers: If you read my blog, and have a GMail account, why don't you follow? I like knowing that I have an audience. :)
Stopping by from Sunny Vanilla! Loved your blog name so I had to check you out. I'm your newest follower and would love for you to follow back.
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Jen
sunnyvanilla.blogspot.com
Hey thank you! I will definitely stop by and check out your blog as well. :)
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