RAD

RAD? I'm embracing the maternity pants. I like a full panel.

RAD? baby movement.

ok so sometimes it's unpleasantly uncomfortable but sometimes it's amazing.

i usually am the only one to even be aware of it, but the kids are always amazed if they get a good swift kick to the hand. the hubs? meh he's never been patient about waiting for it, and somehow always misses the big belly waves. whatever. it's all about me. i think it's rad. kids think it's rad. and the discomfort? i'll forget about that once it's over and gone for good.

Rad? I have rad skills. I am rad. I am not a wilting flower. I can do hard things.

RAD? Prozac! I have a rather large stockpile of it. I'm gonna need it, sort of already do. The stockpile gives me comfort just knowing it's there whenever I need it.

Rad! I'm not ashamed to admit I've had postpartum depression before {ok so every time I've had a baby, postpartum anxiety too} . I'm a fan of medication. I've done counseling for it too, I prefer medication. people that don't believe it's a real deal, can kiss my huge...! it's real.

Rad? I didn't make resolutions this year. Just the one word of the year deal. still happy with my choice.

Rad- I believe It's never too late to buy a new maternity outfit if it makes you feel good. If I look good I feel good. If I feel good I look good.

Rad? earplugs. i have been sleeping way better because I can't hear the hubs sawing logs which wakes me up combined with my bladder, and baby discomforts it was killing me. but now, i sleep solid. and can fall back asleep easily because i don't hear the snoring once i get up.

RAD! my earplugs are pink. pink makes me happy, always.

Rad? the pink earplugs were a gift. the kind that keeps on giving. it's (you guessed it)

RAD.

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