My Peach

Yep. It's true. I'm growing a tiny human in my belly. For the next 27 weeks(ish), this is my excuse for:

--being crabby
--not showing up to things
--whining about everything
--going to bed at 3:00pm
--living in a pig sty
--wearing my pajamas any moment that I'm not at work
--claiming toast as cooking
--cooking toast for dinner at least four nights a week
--neglecting my child
--forgetting to wear shoes or pants
--eating fruit snacks and chex mix for breakfast
--not blogging
--everything else

After August 3rd (or thereabouts), I will still continue to use this innocent little one as an excuse for stuff. I'll just be able to offer it up as proof.

I can't wait to meet you, little love. :)