She heard the heartbeat last week and they’re officially out of the first trimester. Nothing better than hearing a friend talk about how nothing tasted good and how she had to go out and buy new bras since the girls were getting too big while you’re busy bleeding through a super plus tampon from your second failed IVF.

I love you Chardonnay (actually, I don’t really love Chardonnay at all, it’s just the only white wine they had on special today).

Alright, enough moping. Moving on with life.