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I'm starting to freak out. Period.




Breastfeeding and carrying a child in my womb is not the most exciting event. E.V.E.R.




I have to make sure I take enough nutrients for both kids. And not to mention yours truly.




I know the reason why I'm hungry all the time, yet I can't help thinking how ugly I'd become. Again.




I thought I'd be done with looking like a potato forever. But alas!




I hate looking like a potato.




I hate my swollen big face and thick extremities.




I hate passing urine all the time.




I hate tiredness.




I wish the baby would grow inside Chris instead of me.




Please let me lament. I'm so resigned to fate now; I just need reality to sink in before I start pulling my socks up and work hard to look just as good as a fat potato.




The next thing I know... I'll be on my way to skinnyhood again.




On hindsight... It sure feels good to be eating again.




I know.





I'm such a prick.

Touched.byQueenSovereign @ 7:00 PM ·