its so out of body.

I have arrived, this is by far the longest and most bazaar, not to mention the hardest pregnancy to date. Dazed and confused would describe my day to day passing, I stare in space, knowing I'm passing and bumping into some of my truest friends and find myself, well speechless. It can be compared to the after birth of a child, where you are exhausted and overwhelmed with this new life. And if I am yapping its more of a drowning complaint of when this adventure, as I call it, will soon be over. Each morning I awake more tired than the day before, slip on some God awful attire where comfort over rules beauty every time. Makeup is a mere thing of the past, and oh how I long for the day I crave eye shadows, liners and lip gloss. Maxi's are a must, the most appropriate public display of a nightgown, and flip flops are the only shoe that will wrap around these things that are holding my toes. I gaze upon other preggy's and they are absolutely glowing, with there cutesty maternity wear, there black and whites, and I honestly Thank God that these two little dumplings will be going home soon, aha...I swear I am one crazy cat!

via google

I found this to be rather appropriate, seeing as we have merged into the fall, and this is a pretty close sculpture of what I'm looking like right now, cute huh?