Update

Do you want the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? Even if it's icky? Well tough. You're getting it anyway.

I am constipated, and I don't like Metamucil or the fancy cookies, so I don't have them as often as I should. Then I get all mad at myself, and swear to never put myself through the constipation ordeal again. So I buckle down and take my Metamucil like a good kid for a while, but it's yucky. So then I don't take my Metamucil like I'm supposed to...and the whole thing starts over.

My boobs are itchy, and growing. And leaky? Is that supposed to happen already???

I am short of breath all the time.

I am at the 'fat' stage, but not yet at the 'preggo' stage in terms of how I look. I wear mat tops to show people I'm not just fat. I don't know if people get it.

I belch and I toot. Never at appropriate times. I blame it on Peanut, but maybe it's just that I'm not as careful as I used to be since I now have Peanut to blame it on?

I sleep when I should clean. I eat when I should sleep. I clean when I should eat. Lather, rinse, repeat.

I drop things. I forget things. I walk into things.

So ya. That's me right now!