slowly taking over the world...

If I was married to this man, I'd kindly ask him to take his sperm of magic and get off of me. Good lord. Cripes, if I was one of the 16 previous kids in this family, I'd kick out a Brady Bunch style family conference and sit the folks down for a friendly chat. "Yeah, Pops? Moms? That noise we keep hearing in your room every nine months? Enough! It's gross."

While I have enjoyed being pregnant, being pregnant the equivalent of 10 years of my life would not be cool. Seriously. At some point, I'd want to rock the "I'm not a mom" jeans again. Or a stylish jumper set.