Monday, March 15, 2010

clumsy, messy me

Why is it that I am more clumsy and messy while pregnant?  

How is it that I managed to get peanut butter on my t-shirt yesterday morning?  Or Hadley's dinner of pasta and marinara on one of the few nicer shirts that span my girth?  

Oh, and how did I manage to cook this beautiful pot roast with fresh vegetables and dump all of the left overs on the floor last night?

What is it that happens to us pregnant chicks?

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