As I was heaving myself out of bed this morning, Tessa looked up at me with what almost seemed pity and said resigningly, "Mom is an old woman." Old and fat. I thought I had at least another 40 years before I was a member of that winning combination club.
What could I do but laugh? It's better than crying.
2 comments:
Give yourself a break, you are 9 months prego. Morning is never a beautiful thing at that point!
haha "winning combination club" hilarious. I think you're beautiful and hilarious cousin. Now that is a winning combo.
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