It’s hot, and I’m still sitting in bed being “creepy” as Scott calls it – because he’s still sleeping next to me and I like to stare at him when he starts to stir so he gets that uneasy feeling of someone watching him while he sleeps. (Really freaks him out.) Scott’s been trying to recover from the cold he’s got, no doubt because his wife is a slave-driver and has been making him crazy with all of her ikea hacks and nursery plans. And I’m still trying not to get said cold. Which is hard, because I can’t take Emergen-C, per my OB.
Anyway, here’s the point:
See that badge? Click it to vote for the818 on topbabyblogs.com! We’re (I guess “we” being my unborn child and I…’cause that’s less embarassing than using the royal “we” to talk about my own personal blog) moving up through the ranks, and have made it all the way up to #19, thanks to the clicky fingers of awesome visitors. But I’m feeling competetive today. I want more. I want to see my little “valley girl” banner rise all the way up to the top of that list! Will you click and help make a pregnant and swollen girl’s dream come true while she sweats to death in 100+ degree weather?
Feed Me Seymour
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