Pregnancy Journal: Boxes of Memories

Teyla and I are both sick with colds. I'm not sure who is more pitiful: the toddler, with errant strands of hair stuck to her nose and ooze coming from every facial orifice, or me, with my constant explosive sneezes and poor pregnancy bladder control.

(To my male readers: TMI, I know. I'm so very sorry.)

Anyway. That' s my excuse for not telling you earlier about my post at 5 Minutes for Parenting today, which is almost as pitiful as a sneezing-pregnant-woman: It's about a mom, expecting her last baby, trying to sort through and give away her tubs and tubs of baby girl clothes, since they are no longer needed. *Sob*