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Throw your hands in the air!

So as we all know (or maybe don’t know), baby #3 is a girl! And her due date, according to my ultrasound, has been changed to New Year’s Day. How cool would that be? I’m not sure if it’s rumor or not, but I’ve heard the first baby of the year gets all kinds of freebies–diapers, media coverage, a housekeeper/cook/nanny (What? Have I heard wrong?).

Bed head

Poor girl has morning hair just like her mom.

Let’s hope the same can’t be said about her derriere.

Untitled. Because I have no title.

Oh, my.

There is just so much to say to fill the void of these last TWO weeks (really, Jen? Really?) that I haven’t posted. In all honesty, I don’t even know where to start.

Repeat after me

I recently stumbled across a kick-ass mommy blog- Becoming Mom. And the reason it’s so kick-ass is because she’s a jewelry designer, a photographer, a web/graphic designer, a former singer/songwriter and A MOM. Who kicks ass. (Ok, let’s say I’m a little bias towards designer/photographer moms. And ____ in general. But that’s a story for another day.).I recently stumbled across a kick-ass mommy blog- Becoming Mom. And the reason it’s so kick-ass is because she’s a jewelry designer, a photographer, a web/graphic designer, a former singer/songwriter and A MOM. Who kicks ass. (Ok, let’s say I’m a little bias towards designer/photographer moms and regularly updated blogs in general.)

The Girlies

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“What the hell IS that?” Wednesday

And, yes. I know it’s a mushroom. But WHAT IS IT?

Window Gazing

Tips on Tuesday (except today is Wednesday)

There are some things in life that I care to never remember. Like, for instance, mistaking my college apartment as an outdoor restroom in the middle of a drunken debauchery of a night (sorry, Mom. It happened).

“What the Hell IS That?” Wednesday- (perhaps a new theme?)

I’ll give you three guesses.

Poops and Fist Pumps

I have a list of completely unrelated things to share today. Unrelated in the fact that there’s no possible way of forming this into a story and/or personal experience. Usually when this happens, I update my Facebook status page several times throughout the day so that I can get all of my random thoughts in (or out, depending on what the correct grammar is), but I’ve decided to take it to the blog and use this space for what’s it’s truly meant for- FORCING PEOPLE TO LIKE ME.