I feel like it's only been the last year that I am getting back to ME. Girl, you had 2, go do all those things. Go see your girlfriends routinely at a pub. Experiment with a brand new hobby. Also, burn all the bras. I am done with shapewear. The occasional sports bra are necessary but there, I draw the line.
My dude, I am hauling around a pair of 32Is right now. I thought a real bra would be torture but having a little extra structure is helpful, makes my posture better and I feel less sad about my all T, no A mom bod. But yeah - 2 kids feels insane. How are there people having 3+ kids, just fully outnumbered? And daycare is like $1,000,000 and I'm only kind of being hyperbolic.
You know how hard it is to type with one hand while whacking to the idea about Nett whacking it to my feet? Jesus H Christ are we one royally fucked up family. And I love it.
You’re the family that I avoid at weddings and funerals. That said, if Wexton shaves his ankles it’s game on.
Feet are a fetish I’ve never understood. Feet are disgusting and should remain covered, even my own. Never have I ever seen a set of toes and thought, “I WANT THEM IN MY MOUTH!!” Not judging or anything, just, ew.