I guess that title is self-explanatory.
There is nothing worse than being 40 weeks pregnant...and I mean that in the most loving, motherly way possible. Yes, giving life is a beautiful thing. Yes, I can't wait to meet my little princess. At the same time, I'd like to get out of bed in the morning without my husband's assistance. I'd also like to just simply bend over and pick things off the floor. Most importantly, I'd like my belly button to go back to an "inny." Its just weird looking and, quite frankly, it looks like a butthole. That is not attractive.
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