Week 25: Hot pregnancy post action!

24 weeks.

A title like the one I gave this post is bound to get me some hits from pervs on the net, but what can you do? I’m starting to think that my comrades in this little corner of the blogosphere should start collecting strange search terms folks have used to get to their blogs and have a little contest, but that would be, you know, work.

For all the pervs who got here via the title, welcome. You are about to be disappointed.

For the rest of you, the only reason for the post title is because I’ll probably post two, or even three different posts today!

Why the verbosity?

Um… you’ve clearly never read my blog before if you’re asking this. I am always verbose. Except when I’m really pissed off. And sometimes even then. I am not proud of my verbal – well, textual – incontinence, but I try to look at it as a feature, not a bug. But anyhow.

The real reason is just that I have a lot of stuff I wanted to write about today – no idea why, I just do – and if pregnancy brain (which has gotten terrible) allows me to remember what I was planning on posting about, I’ll practice toddler food management by keeping separate things separate (separate foods must… not… touch each other… *scream*). Actually, from what I can tell, toddler food management mostly involves deciding whether puréed carrots in hair/on carpet/on walls are something to be cleaned up or something to be accepted as art (less effort). But I like the bad analogy anyway. And actually, maybe the puréed carrots one works just as well…

So, um, I’ll just go post stuff.

And pervs, I hope you enjoyed your stay, but you can leave now. Especially if you’re the ones with the Krista fetish…