Preggo-Prevention Pills

So, if you take a regular pill instead of a mini, will you really lose your milk?? I'm needing more estrogen. More iron would also help. If I could only remember to take that vitamin pill . . .. I'm also needing to relax. Relax. Breathe deep. Relax. RELAX!!!!

Ignore red-head sitting on the floor with her arms folded because she's in such huge trouble that spittle starts flying out of my mouth when I try to talk to her. You heard me. Even taking into account hormonal imbalances and perpetual tiredness and cramps and all the rest---I still maintain that if said child obeyed JUST ONCE IN HER LIFE--I might be able to handle this day with more aplomb.

It will get better. Timothy and I are going on a date tonight. We're meeting up with my Mexico buddy (as in we traveled to Mexico together, pretended to drink tequila together, captured a scorpion in our bedroom together, laughed so hard at dumb jokes together that she fell out of her seat in the Mexican fast food place and all the Mexicans laughed at us, decided together that all the suspicious red stuff on the bus windows really WAS blood, danced with the mariachi band in a nice Mexican restaurant together, slaughtered the Spanish language together, and pretended together that our host family was laughing WITH us and not AT us all those times they were laughing) and catching up on old times. I suspect my evening will include a great deal more hilarity than my morning. Yeah!

Maybe I'll really try a tequila, just for old times sake. That might help me relax. Joking, joking. Besides, Red Robin doesn't have leather chairs in a beautiful courtyard with a lovely pool and fancy drinking glasses. "Tequila" (ie water) wouldn't taste the same without the atmosphere. Our husbands aren't latino boys begging us to climb out our windows and meet them at a disco either. Which we didn't. Sheesh--we were staying at a Bishop's house and were on a BYU trip. What do you take us for?? Although--I absolutely would if Timothy asked. In fact, I'd even let him park and make out with me. Tsk, tsk--my morals have slipped since Mexico!