This is officially a rant. A short rant.
Not that I expect the seas to part as I walk through the store but come on people. It was about a week ago that I really felt like I was a moving target for all things coming my way. Now I realize I'm not really a target at all...people are simply oblivious to the fact that I'm nearly nine months pregnant. Maybe I shouldn't feel upset by this because they show the same inconsideration to 90 year old men and women.
I was nearly side-swiped ten times in the grocery store by renegade shopping carts. When will it ever end?
Reading to my Animals
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Sara, I love your choice of words describing Aedan, his birth, Pat. The wonderful feeling that this is your baby. No parents will be along later to pick him up. You are the Mom. I felt the same when you were born, just didn't have the words.
Aedan is adorable and I just adore him.
Mom
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