Was supposed to shop for groceries with hubs.. In the end I got a little weak-kneed and had to sit and eat a $4.10 frozen yogurt.
I'm so wishing this is a bed instead.
And now I digress.
Used to walk down memory lane and feel all the pain emerging like choke-loads of sewer smell. Causing a momentary loss of consciousness due to lack of oxygen.
Nowadays it's much easier when it comes.
Cos I talk about it.
I no longer fear the dark roads where I walked alone.
The pain is equally intense... Yet I feel comforted that he knows when it strikes.
The pregnancy is wearing me down as usual...
Only because I seem to be pretending that I wasn't pregnant and continue to do all sorts of stunts that a non-preggie does.
Four more freaking months to go before I am free of this bulge.
I'm so going back to my 44kg weight and sexy dresses.
And I'm going to make crazy love.
Not that I don't now *grins*; it's just that I feel less adventurous.
Why am I talking about frivolous things... Okay, my mind is wandering.
Hubs is done with the grocery... Gotta go!
:)