Do you ever see a picture on Instagram or a blog or something on Pinterest and wish you could REALLY say what you were thinking?
Yeah I'm going to start doing that. I will try not to hurt feelings but in the mood I'm in today that might be hard.*
These people must not have kids. Just sayin.
How I feel if I have to leave the house. Avert your eyes if you see me at Harris Teeter.
Somebody pinned this from Bethenny Frankel's daughter's new room. Fuck Bethenny Frankel. I watched her show my first maternity leave and now I just want to waterboard her with milkshakes. OHHH a pink girl's room. Let's put it in a catalog STAT! My friend Sarah Fisher should be published WAY ahead of some of these Bozos. Hint: If your ceilings are that tall get a taller headboard you TV trash!
This is fine. But what is with the creepy wolf/dog in the background. Wait for it...you'll see it.
Really? That shit is going to tip over in a hot second. Buy a fucking table. Some DIY projects make me want to send them a check to go to freaking Ikea.
Parents Magazine I have already yelled at you on twitter. Stop it. Stop making us fear for our lives regarding EVERYTHING. The BOX will kill your child!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Need. Wow. Girl clothes. Yikes.
I blame Parents magazine (again) but I see this and see head trauma. Or accidental hanging. And no way in hell would I make up those beds.
Just stop. What the shit is this?
Really? For a little girl's room? Um NO. WWMPS? (What would Mary Poppins Say?) That little girl's gonna be a panty dropper.
Apparently I need to make this. Pinterest is the devil to overly emotional pregnant women. I honestly don't know what is wrong with me this time but I'm a mess. Not even a hot mess. And I want cake.
I'm sorry.....this is adorable? She looks like she just got washed up from a shipwreck. Pirate Hooker clothes for your little girl!
Which immediately makes me think...
Make sure you get your Watermark on that awesome photo.
*Ah, I feel better. No weekend review because:
1. The lady giving me a pedicure said I had lots of swelling in my ankles. Thanks for pointing that out!
2. People are already asking if I'm near my due date.
3. I'm in psycho packing mode.
4. I HATE my options to pack for the Beach this year. I'm eating the same or actually even healthier than I did for my son and I'm puffy everywhere. I haven't had a SINGLE ZEBRA CAKE!
Screw you summer pregnancy. Screw you.