I can't believe how old I feel and 33 isn't that old. We keep doing fun kid stuff since I have the critical ingredient to that - kids. There is a marry-go-round at the mall. First time I almost puked so tried to fixate on something not spinning, which was nothing. Second time I hung my head low and closed my eyes. Yeah, real fun mom.
Today I realized that birthing two children and a bouncy castle results in, well, incontinence. That and nausea. That, nausea and fear.
I ache when I get up from the floor and want to punch the sun in the face in the morning. I'd also like to stick pins in each of the wiggles, broken up or not. Also all those cheery women who celebrate birthdays in between the shows.
Today I am old and ornery.
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