I woke up to the high school/middle school kids screaming outside my bedroom window. Our little town doesn't have buses since it's so small, and the kids all walk to school. And they are such little hoodlums around here. My next house will have land.
The bloat is kicking in. Which is to be expected. But i only have 5 and a half more wks of needing to look professional and wear dress clothes. Then I'll be living in leggings and sweatpants while I work at home.
I refuse to buy new (bigger) dress pants. And if I start wearing dresses, my coworkers will figure it out quicker than I'm ready to tell them. I still have one of those bands to wear over regular pants but I just hated that thing last time. Guessing I won't have an option soon.
12 month old fussed every time she turned over last night because she has at least 4 teeth breaking through. Lack of sleep is not helping this nausea. Got her down for a nap and then puked stomach acid up my nose.
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