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Category Archives: Megspeak
sometimes I think they’re more aware than me
I often chide Cate and Meg to pay attention to what they’re doing. They’re apt to run right in front of someone on crutches, or spill a drink they’re holding while trying to do something else. I get so frustrated … Continue reading
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fun, fun, fun (both sarcastic and not)
It seems really, really crazy to me that I’m about 2 seconds pregnant and already I’m having trouble buttoning my jeans. They’re very uncomfortable. I haven’t gained any weight (in fact, I’ve lost a few pounds since finding out) but … Continue reading
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