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the things we do for love

occupied bathroom

not only is that the title one of my favourite songs, it also happens to be my personal mantra of the moment.

if it wasn’t obvious from my last post, things are getting a little rough here at chez dylan. another morning of wondering if i’ll make it to the throne on time (aside: the boy is not as sympathetic as i would prefer… i’m pretty sure he was more concerned about the sheets than my comfort *angry face*).

to make matters worse, we’re *finally* at the point where a simple sneeze might cost more than a little dignity. yes, folks… my ability to “hold it in” is waning.

this tmi moment brought to you by pregnancy! the natural way to knock your already fragile, precious ego down a peg or two.


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