Well it's just that my copy of What to Expect When You're Expecting is in Ethan's bedroom in London of the year 2005, though. I just want to know, you know, what...to expect, I guess, without bugging you every four seconds. I'm taking a lot of it with a grain of salt (hence asking you) but I figure a vague idea is better than none at all...isn't it...?
Um, a couple of headaches when I feel nauseous like I don't want to eat until the end of the night, but eating makes it go away and I haven't done that a lot lies but it's been a rough couple of weeks and my appetite is just not always there, you know? Blurred vision, stomach ache, no and no. Swelling, just my ankles. SO sick of being fat :( Fucking cankles, really, Darce?
...no...but sometimes I get bored and it's not like I can do a lot else, other than watch TV which has already led to me reliving the worst part of my life acted out by fucking Kate Hudson of people, so, Jo and I had been sharing websites to browse since she had been pregnant with multiples too. I promise, I'm not going all hypochondriac on you, I really didn't even want to bother you at all because I was sure I was fine, but between Clark and the Doctor, I was swayed into taking up even more of your time; I'm really sorry about that. Peer pressure and all haha