Most of the time I still feel alone in my body, but there is one time that the baby really makes its presence known: the grocery store. I'll be walking by foods I've never bought before and hear a little voice saying, "Ooooh, I want that. Oh, that looks good too. Hey, we need this chocolate cake to live. Must have orange creamcicles! Ommigod waffles." This continues up and down every aisle. Today, I went to the store during lunch to get some plastic forks and spoons. I spent $45 on foods I intended to eat for lunch and came back with no forks or spoons.
Right now, I'm trying to psych myself up to go running after work. I'm hearing that voice saying, "You shake me up and down for 45 minutes, and I swear I'll bounce off of your bladder the whole time. You should go home and feed me tacos instead."
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