The Joys of Pregnancy
A recent conversation between myself and a friend who's 9 months pregnant:
Her: I've really enjoyed eating the past 9 months. I'll miss that after the baby comes.
Me: Yeah, and you're disciplined. You'll starve the weight off of yourself, if you have to.
Her: I have to. I'm getting sick of being this fat. But, for now, I have one more week of good eating before it's all over. And I'm seriously contemplating an entire box of Twinkies.
posted by A @ 10:28 AM
3 Comments:
OMG! After not being on your blog for months (or any others, for that matter) I opened to this post! For a quick minute, I thought YOU were preggers! I was all "Yea!! But how could I not have heard??"
Oh, well...I can always dream...
Ugh! I am so jealous. A good, acceptable reason to be fat and overeat. Clock ticking? Hah! Rubbish. I think early to mid 30's is just finally when we reach that point where we're sick and tired of all the dieting and working out and just want a good ole' fashion reason to pig out for 9 months!
EEK!!! That title!!!
Darn good thing M has a strong heart.
:-)
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