With just a little thought and a lot of procrastination and I was able to come up with a few of my own.
Nine pound baby stole my epidural.
Always wanting more than I am.
Three pregnancies with one amazing child.
The Prozac made me do it.
Our conversations lack a real conversation.
Birthday + fondue = A very happy celebration
If these make absolutely no sense to you, then one of my five readers must have forgotten to review my last post.
About Me
- Jenn Sugg
- I’m the mom of an incredible son who is filled with spunk and spirit. He brings laughter into my life on a daily basis. My baby’s daddy, aka the husband, is an amazingly patient man, for which I don’t give him enough credit. I spend most of my days as a social worker and my nights are spent discussing the parallel universe of superheroes and storm troopers with a six year old and sci-fi lovin’ husband. I aspire to learn the techniques of photography and of great cooks, to make amazing memories with family, and to one day to see the world. I want to live a simple life with real connections, to know God better, and to learn to cherish the small things. This is the story of our life, my journey through parenthood, and learning what being a grown up is all about.
6 comments:
Our conversations? Like them. And I think I understood all of them. :)
No, not Ours. I probably have more real conversations with you than anyone else in my life :-)
I got married way too early.
wow. i'll be thinking of mine :)
Graduated, got married, had two babies.
Home every day with my kids.
My loves: Jesus, Joel, Caleb, Kianna.
One kiss was all it took.
His birth made me a mom.
Caleb/Kianna was love at first sight.
Up twice a night with her.
Six long months with no sleep.
Kristy, you're a natural :-) These are great!
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