No, I’m not pregnant. I don’t think so, at least. Maybe I should go check?
On Friday morning Husband retrieved our girls from their beds and got the morning started.
Last week, I wrote a post about my conversation with a friend who doesn’t want kids.
You walk into a cocktail party.
I’m not going to lie. I’m about to cry.
Sure I do. Because my blog is my baby.
Here I am, giving Baby (decked in her uber-flattering horizontally-striped onesie) her morning bo