The toy people can keep throwing this shit at me, but my kids always just want Lego.

I get my husband to pick them up in the US to save money, but that won’t help you. You can get them BOGO on the website, at least in some styles. Love them so much. I don’t wear anything else.

My list: Tetley tea in the restaurant sized box from Costco, Girl Guides chocolatey mint cookies, Motherhood Maternity leggings (not just for pregnancy!), and cats.

Ewwww.

Fully expecting to get a noise violation for my rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody one day.

I’m being a good friend and waiting until my neighbour gets back from Disneyland. That’s just how much I care. Enjoy your smut, folks!

I do not so much care for living in Canada while my husband works in the US, but I suppose it’s working for us in that we still like each other and stuff.

The girls have Scandinavian names because I married a Viking and that was a good excuse for fun names. So I think we will stick with that. He is not much help, although he did say he likes Sven.

Mine are offering real names and they aren’t bad names per se. But just not names I want to use. They like Bella for a girl and Jack for a boy.

We both have zero preference. We just want a baby so bad! Any baby. I think your husband would actually enjoy two girlies a lot. If you’d asked mine before, he’d have said he wanted a boy. But now he loves being a girl daddy.

I’m April 7th! I’ve felt mine a few times, which is a miracle considering my anterior placenta. It seems to like being in the dance studio for some reason. Always doing a little jig there.

Me neither. I don’t have any girl names left. If I don’t have to worry about it, I’d rather know. But it’s probably a girl. I’m just assuming. I think that’s what you do when you already have two the same. I can’t imagine having a boy.

To my delight they had shifted around the US rooms, so they were all in a different spot! I also got a great tech. She didn’t make me sit in suspense.

I think I’m going to attempt my musical theatre classes again, now that I seem to have stopped vomiting. Haven’t had some quality me time in a while.

This week I had an ultrasound and my little fetus is the right size and looking perfect and never. stops. moving. :D

Seriously. I work my ass off giving my kids everything they need and making them feel loved and at the end of every day I still sit and reflect and think about what I might do better. Then I come here and read “I drank and partied instead of looking after my three kids and please feel sorry for me.” I’m supposed to…

From high school on up for me. And in my experience, saying something accomplishes nothing. :/

Do we still call it a face if it looks like a toe with an infected nail?

They all look like toes.

WHY AREN’T YOU RUNNING TO THE PRINT SHOP IDIOT