Damnit, I forgot my aviators.

Le sigh.

GAH!!!!!!!!

I got thin-shamed.

JoeBi makes me so happy. I have no idea why.

All the internet points for you today! That commercial cracks me up every time.

I didn't feel bad about going back to work either. I knew from the get-go that I could not be a SAHM. I was more nervous about pumping and remembering how to do my job after 12 weeks.

I suffered through a very cold winter wearing either baggy "skinny" maternity jeans or fleece leggings under a dress. I looked a hot mess in maternity pants.

THIS.

You know that part, "Speak now of forever hold your peace."?

Can they make nursing bras that actually fucking fit? That would be great. I'm on the petite end, but I'm either swimming in nursing bras or popping out.

Oh, me! Me!

Dear God.

Augustine is our kiddo's middle name. Pronounced the Catholic way.

Also, I'm far too much of a fan of Nicki Minaj's Anaconda video...

A man who likes to clean. That whole attention to detail thing...yeah...mmmhmm.

I embraced the pale years ago.

This is also the state where a women's nonprofit organization apparently has no problem with Marsha Blackburn's anti-woman stance on pay equality since they've had her as a member speaker. I cannot do the mental gymnastics required.

We should be friends. We can laugh at the kid together.

Aha! The hula hooping factor! That should help me figure it out.