tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post8457017167947032863..comments2011-01-21T20:15:41.281-08:00Comments on Lil Tri Girl: BawleramaCalliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03728966822856415143noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post-91933650782090653862005-11-18T12:49:00.000-08:002005-11-18T12:49:00.000-08:00I'm pretty sure engineers should NEVER wear le...I'm pretty sure engineers should NEVER wear leather pants!<br>and good thing I'm not pregnant, can't even imagine what I'd forget then!ramblin' girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05101217614181692147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post-24208515089778223172005-11-17T23:07:00.000-08:002005-11-17T23:07:00.000-08:00Hey Chica,gkarlsen get's major points for the ...Hey Chica,<br><br>gkarlsen get's major points for the post above! Way to go dude.<br> <br>I believe your hubby only sees the most gorgeous, fab and stunning pregnant lady ever carrying his baby every time he looks at you or cuddles with you and your baby filled belly. So there!<br><br>Being spoiled is J's way of caring for you both. Give into it, get used to it and I know you'll find ways to give it back. I'm sure you already do! <br><br>Maybe the pants were pleather. Does it sound more like an engineer now? Or look at it this way, maybe his wife's pregnant and forgot to buy laundry soap. ;-)Jordannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post-69383122071709754242005-11-17T16:17:00.000-08:002005-11-17T16:17:00.000-08:00I don't mind buying the bread once in a while....I don't mind buying the bread once in a while. I get head rubs and foot rubs and dinner made and mostly just spoiled otherwise! In that sense, I can't really complain!<br><br>It just seems like every task I try undertaking lately becomes a casualty of my "pregnancy brain"... meaning I miss a major detail or screw it up in some other big way. Who gets through the grocery store and buys the deli meat but forgets the bread????Calliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03728966822856415143noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post-57050209016092229232005-11-17T16:09:00.000-08:002005-11-17T16:09:00.000-08:00Uhhhh kiddo....For the next few months (and for a ...Uhhhh kiddo....<br><br>For the next few months (and for a while thereafter) you have a "get out of feeling bad free card". You're carrying the man's child. You are doing "ALL" of the work. You are the one going through the massive body reorganization. <br><br>So, when you think that maybe you should feel bad for not buying bread....stop, take a breath, and realize that his life is a breeze compared to yours. No one parked a bowling ball on his bladder, or removed his waist. And really, he should be buying the damned bread...gkarlsennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5894590972424709743.post-75670211387140511542005-11-17T14:47:00.000-08:002005-11-17T14:47:00.000-08:00I have those "guilt" days (- most of the...I have those "guilt" days (- most of the tears) all the time. Don't feel bad it just means that you are another overanalytical engineer...and female so you don't leave the analysis at work ;-)<br><br>NO ONE wears leather pants never mind engineers...I hope he wasn't fat ;-)J. VDZnoreply@blogger.com