Monthly Archives: June 2011

You know how in horror movies there’s always that scene where the unsuspecting hero/heroine/couple drives up to the unassuming-but-creepy-because-of-the-music house/motel/mental hospital and they seem all hopeful and ready to tackle anything.? And then they get inside and things quickly start … Continue reading →

Check out my new maternity skinny jeans. Kind of an oxymoron, right? But the belly situation started getting serious and the old rubber-band-through-the-buttonhole was no longer cutting it. I went into work one day with the fly on my regular … Continue reading →

Things in Babaville have been quiet this week. She’s been kicking as usual and I’m now the official poster child for cankles. Other than that, not much is new. Although, I did get some reactions this week that would have … Continue reading →

Halfway to D-D-Day (as in Due Date Day) and I’m starting to really feel pregnant. Not only am I getting tired and out of breath more easily, but the fat feet have started. It’s probably the hot and humid days … Continue reading →

I think so. For right over the crib. (via Outblush)