I want them to understand the world, and I want them to be disciplined so they don’t act like little shitheads whenever I go somewhere public. I would rather go through child labor every day for a month rather than re-live those first days one more time. For the sake of preservation I give you a post of conversations with Joseph, one conversation with John and some pictures thrown in for good measure.

They confirm that yes, my water had definitely broken and the nurse giddily informs us that we’re gonna have a baby. Here's what he can say and any explanation trying to make clear what we hear, which is hard considering some of the sounds he makes. She mounts the camera on her sink and you see her step in so gracefully before she let's a bath bomb loose on the water. I’m constantly gathering recipes in hopes of being able to cook them, but I really think that most of them are beyond my skill level. Will says he's the strong, silent type and uses his smile to get him out of having to speak - it works ;) (I'd like to note that it's hard to capture his adorable smile because every time he sees me taking a picture he comes running after me.After 10 hours or so of this torture (ok, maybe it was more like 10 seconds) she settled on my number for the day. Anywho, I’ve been holding off on this particular post until today because I wanted to take pics of this dress on a day when I was actully going to wear it… I mean I guess I could have worn it around the apartment lol, but knowing we’d be going to church on my birthday (outdoor service, I’m still uneasy on crowds) I decided today would be a great reason to dress up! I have so much to say about labor (not what I expected), newborns (definitely not what I expected) and my life as a rookie mom (ok, I saw this one coming) but I have no time to say it!

There is no way that a child gets the attention and supervision it needs from a parent that’s only there AFTER work. I gasped… no doubt as a result of both shock and oxygen deprivation (I had been holding my breath, remember? Pasta isn’t a big favorite and he HATES buttered noodles, which is something my parents would always put with dinner. No, I think the true starting point of hell week was the day we were discharged from the hospital – 2 days after I’d given birth.

In my quest to revamp my erotica writing hobby, I joined Snapchat to look for inspiring stories from sexy amateur Snapchatters. In this case, I asked her how she liked the hospital (since I’ll be delivering at the same one) and she responded by saying, ‘Well, you know, I WENT ALL NATURAL and I labored at home for 8 hours before I got there.

It was not until we went for Ella’s first appointment with the pediatrician two days after we brought her home that we found out why she had been crying so much – she was HUNGRY! Sweltering heat aside though, Summer 2010 will be memorable for the purchase of my very first maternity outfit as well as the purchase of an adorable pink newborn dress since we had just received the exciting news that we were having a GIRL! Join me as I document our family adventures and figure out how to be the best wife and mother I can be. She's got beautiful, ocean-blue eyes that seem to change from dark to silver depending on the camera action going on. A Black bloke named Nigel Knight (not the famous local guy listed in IMDb) drives around the UK (supposedly) to feature amateur housewives having sex for his camera, though obvious ringers spoil this fiction.It's a fake porn show in the manner of Reality-TV, sort of a destitute man's imitation of Brit Porn churned out by the likes of Omar Williams and Ben Dover. For the next 10 days (until my mature milk came in), I supplemented her feedings with formula and we never had to hear that cry again. And let’s not forget that I had just pushed out a human being out of my you-know-what so I was still recovering from THAT. In my defense I had been up for a full hour in the wee hours of the morning with false labor pains). I have a feeling that I’m going to break all the rules I read about and adopted before I had a baby – no formula and no pacifier are already out the window.

I will track my weight loss for a while because I don’t know how else I’d know if any physical changes are happening. I was an injured zombie (though zombies are by definition, injured, so I guess I was an ideal zombie).

Teasin' Housewife is petite with strong legs (thanks to her ballerina background) and perky breasts. The Great North has brought down an amazing and carefree hot and sexy amateur Snapchatter in Teasin' Housewife. Granted, all measurements were totally guessed, one of the hats turned out bigger than expected and she might not be able to wear any of the leg warmers until her 4 th birthday — but at least that means that her birthday presents for that year are sorted. I want my husband to know that I love him, and that the most important thing in my life is our family, and supporting him in his dreams. Rachel West lives in the Virginia mountains, where she dotes on her loving partner and their two cats and works in a job that is much less exciting than writing about boys in love.