Having a child is weird. Audrey has spent most of today screaming at me and puking on me and everything else in sight and yet I just want to snuggle her. If Tim spent his day yelling at me and puking on me I would not want to snuggle him.
I desperately wanted this baby (which I’m still very excited about dont get it twisted) and in return I got 10 weeks of excessive vomiting and now gestational diabetes. Oh and a 50/50 chance of developing type 2 diabetes because of the gestational diabetes. What a party.
Now that my gut is huge from this baby I get a different view of my scars from the belly button piercing I got at 18. Which apparently wasn’t centered and was also at a slant 🤣