Warning-cussing coming up.
I have gained a fucking 2 pounds since last month..Last month I had lost 4 pounds…but that was after 4 days of puking my G-D guts up….so I don’t think it was accurate. DAMMIT
Here is the fucking cake topper..(CAKE?!? Yummy!) ….I was standing in the line at the pharmacy to pick up a hamburger…JUST KIDDING- only seeing if you were paying attention…..
So I am in line and Mrs. Fucktard turns around and is noticablly eyeballing me. THEN she gives into the devil on her shoulder- GET THIS….puts her TROLL hands on my fat belly…RUBS it…and asks what my due date is, and I am such a cute mom to be.
O M G. The shock stunned me. I looked up at her and said “well, um, my due date is probablly next summmer sometime. If all goes well”
The look of realization that crossed over her face was priceless. I didn’t say another word. I couldn’t figure out if I felt like cussing,laugh,cry, or punch.
Aparently I have the “joys’ of a baby bump without a baby.