Ok, so for, ummm, 10 months I have been looking for some small resemblance between myself and the triplets. Some little similarity that I can brag about or say is just like me. I have found NONE. No mole, no cute little mannerism, no laugh, no sound, no expression, Nothing. Then Marcus comes home one day claiming the boys ARE his boys. "They look just like me!" I'm thinking great! So they're still not my kids. I carried them for 7 months. I was out of breath every time I conquered the stairs from the living room to the bedroom. I am the one that couldn't sleep. They kicked me 16 out of 24 hours a day. I was the one with one hour sono's and pains in places we can't disclose. They look nothing like me. I so wanted a little clone...everything about him or her was just like me...and nothing...
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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love it! and holy cow they do look alike!
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