For months I have been trying to lose weight. No matter what I did --diet, Pilates, aerobics, yoga, high-colonics-- my belly wouldn't go down in size. Well, now I know why I have been craving olives
I had incredibly excrutiating pains last night. I thought it was the pasta with creamy porcini sauce I had eaten for dinner, but no, this pain was something else. We live right across the street from a hospital, so I asked the ball and chain to take me there.
Two hours later the creature was born. Yup. I spawned again --and weirdly enough, against my knowledge.
I'm fine now. Had I planned this birth, it wouldn't have gone so smoothly --and drug-free. I mean, I'm on my laptop while the baby sleeps. I can't believe it was that easy.
Here's a pic of April:
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