I’m so glad I got married at the ripe old age of 19.
When my husband’s out of town, I have a bad habit of going through old pictures. I don’t know why. I just do. Maybe I only do it when I’m pregnant. Heck, I don’t remember.
I really, really, really want to be skinny again. This giant-ness I’m experiencing is so. not. fun. I’ll be going into hiding for the next 12 weeks…looking through old pictures…dreaming of skinniness..blah blah blah.