Friday Letters

Dear Weekend, HOORAY! Tomorrow is the BABY BASH and I'm so looking forward to seeing friends.

Dear McDonalds, Why do I crave you -- especially for breakfast?! I have to call out a friend here... he messaged me earlier this week and said he demolished 40 chicken nuggets, 2 McChickens, and a Chicken Bacon Ranch sandwich in ONE sitting. How his heart is still beating I'll never know.

Dear Target, Thanks for coming to my rescue....AGAIN. I know better and should never stray. A week or so ago I bought a navy blue maxi dress for the party tomorrow somewhere else... it fit fine enough. It wasn't maternity but a larger sized maxi. Anyway... I tried it on again this week... no bueno. It was hiked up so far in the front! I'm expanding [clearly] at a rapid rate. I went in to Target quickly before work and was pleased to find a few maternity items ON SALE. Score!

The baby party is totally casual... at a BAR no less...so I thought this would be just fine. It's a little long so I'm going to have to break out some wedges.

Dear Bump, Holy moly.

And... it gets bigger from here?! Good lord. I feel like I really POPPED recently. My belly button is disappearing. My maternity clothes are even becoming too small. I'm 30 weeks Sunday! I could have 10 weeks [or less!] to go. This is insanity. 


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