eighty five days until this little bean is ripped out of my abdomen and joins the world. can't wait. still working on a name. hopefully matt's on a fire and i can name her what i want. kidding. sort of. i hope he's there (even though he's not help. he hides behind the curtain like a queasy baby and won't look at anything). i just hope he lets me name her whatever i want.
ps. i'm freaking loving the spring weather.
if it snows again i'm going to cry. then sell my house and move to hawaii.
seriously.
xoxo
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