I was bothered by the $67.00 gas bill. I need my #VIPRIUS fixed asap.
The best way to end the summer…
Pool time with friends and family! Thank you for the hospitality!
I was always scared of diving. I’ve never tried until Sunday.
The way I learned to swim:
Dad: Come down the slide, I’ll catch you!
After I slide down, no one was around, I doggy paddled to the side as I hyperventilated.
Diving scare the shit out of me. Belly flop, water up the nose, skin the water contact.
I attempted once yesterday and I was able to satisfy my goal. I didn’t do it again.
I believe it was a fluke.
#howtobealady: know how to dive
Bear Baby showing off!
B doing a back dive!
Me: If I decided I didn’t want another baby, would you still be with me?
Bear Baby: Of course.
I knew then, I was marrying my dream man.
I know my wedding will soon be over and I know that I’m not getting any younger.
I’ve been thinking about when I should have my baby and even though there are so many factors, the most important one for me is my convenience.
I’ve been there and done that (with a nanny) so I know exactly how it’s going to go.
I’m still trying to convince Bear Baby that a nanny is necessary.
I’m even having my friends chime in.
The two options are, of course, get pregnant soon after the wedding. Or wait at least a year and get pregnant. Hoping that ‘getting pregnant’ is much easier said than done.
The pros of getting pregnant right away:
Get it over with, still young, chance to have more… I guess that’s it.
The cons to getting pregnant right away:
I’ll be alone, I can prepare my body… that’s all.
The pros and cons of waiting… well, I can’t really think of any reason except that I may be able to plan my pregnancy with a friend.
I always say, being pregnant alone is torture.
I have no reason to wait. I want at least three children and the longer I wait, the better chance of a complication.
I just want to be in a place where I can still work out while I’m carrying. I had a friend who ran half a marathon while six months pregnant! Now that’s something!
I honestly feel like my biggest fear is that I’ll get fat and I won’t have a social life.
Which may be a great thing (not the fat part) since I started my first quarter at Walden University (online) to finish my bachelor’s degree.
Though it won’t help me from now until the day after the wedding.
I still expect some things to change if I do get pregnant. I’d want to be in a house, not an apartment. I need to make more money. I need to get healthy. We need to reevaluate certain things.
My first pregnancy was never planned so this is all new to me. I may not be excited about the wedding but I sure am excited about getting pregnant with the love of my life!
I fucked up. I skipped yesterday because I was having so much fun.
Take care of your intimates…
My mommy used to hand wash my bras for me, not anymore since I’m never home.