Wouldn’t it be sweet if I said that it was only this little hobgoblin that got me into my car and out of the city, back home before midnight? In truth, as I alluded to so very awkwardly to a few friends this evening, dilemma #9 is what I have to look forward to if I’m out past curfew. When you have a growing babe who vomits half of what she eats and therefore eats all the time, it is difficult to be away more than three hours without feeling like a porn star…and, with stretched out flabby abs, a porn star well past her glory days.
God I wonder what my kid will think when she discovers this blog…
anna in med school 
This whole babies thing is scary. That blog is scary.
hahaha, it’s not so bad, just requires a sense of humor 🙂 you’re sweet!
my humor tends more towards stuffed animals and puppies. And jerome. Not spit-up!!
fair point! and, i have to admit, it would probably be less cute if someone else’s kid was spitting up on me with regularity…how we’re programmed to propagate the human race!
That list of 10 things was HILARIOUS! I literally have not laughed that hard in a while. #9 is a good one and so so true. Imagine my horror when I showed up in Philly one day without my pump and a 12 hour conference to attend. Sheer terror.
Oh my goodness, Sally, you are a trooper! I seriously don’t know how you did/do it! And I love the pregnant chicken blog…some people just have exactly the right tone to make me feel better about life 🙂 xo