I have no excuse. I am a five-year old with ADHD. I have been sitting at the computer (or running from it) all day and I still have five pages left. Which, admittedly, isn't much, but gosh. I'm so ready to be done. I'm willing to do anything else, but write. Except maybe have a plane crash into my house, but you get my point.
I have: stared at my expanding belly, which now covers the top of my shorts, so I can't see my waistband anymore... I know... you just looked down to see if you could see your waistband. That's what makes us friends.
I have: eaten everything in my kitchen that I don't hate. Which isn't much, so I've gorged myself on what I do like. Also, I ate some fruit today, so don't judge. I'm feeding Baby Boy, who needs lots of food. Seriously. He's gonna be huge and healthy and therefore come weeks early. That's my plan.
I have: consumed mass quantities of water and gotten very excited when I have to use the bathroom, because it's a legitimate excuse to get up, for which the angel on my shoulder cannot get angry with me. She has to pee, too.
All of this and God thought it a good idea to give me a little boy (all little boys come with preexisting ADD).
This is ridiculous.
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Hahaha, you're hilarious! I once had a temp job that I hated and would chug water all day long just for the excuse to go to the bathroom 15 times a day. I'm so excited for you guys and your baby boy!!
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