and I still have not done the work to make the pix that I post BIGGER and more BEAUTIFUL.
I have a cracky blog...if I can't blog with finesse how will I ever teach a child about 'traffic' and 'good music'.
Is Finesse spelled with an 'e' at the end? I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT. Last night I was up for hours thinking about needing a carpet for the floor in Leo's room and hoping that I birth before a HBO pitch that I have scheduled right before Thanksgiving. The 'pitching' sales thing is hard to muster at this point. But MAMMA GOT TO GET PAID....so I will (I hate this word) "Rally".
Leo feels so tight in there and is moving so much that it feels like an arm may come bursting out my side like a horror movie. This is for sure the most I've seen my stomach move around and morph around...it feels like he's sideways in the stomach fully stretching out.
Tonight I have a breast-feeding class that Jeff is feeling a bit of hesitation about joining me in. But I'd like for him to know how to breast feed in case his milk comes in too--he's been so 'me too, I feel really tired too" this whole pregnancy it wouldn't surprise me.
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