I just received an email from my favorite maternity shop,
alerting me of a sale on great, new maternity items for the Fall.
And in that instant,
for just a fleeting moment,
I missed being pregnant.
And then, I looked over at my baby,
my precious, smiling little joy,
and I looked down at my skinny jeans,
my tight, belted sheets of dark denim,
and I was over it.
SO over it.
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