scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

20.4.07

hills like fat grey elephants with happy floppy ears

shopping hasn't been like therapy for quite a while. Which is something i really like - that i don't just go out and randomly spend. That i don't particularly want to. The same way i don't want, say, crack. see? good.

(i did buy curtains. Because the old ones were see through, and also, falling down, and also, maybe slightly thicker curtaining material will make it dark enough in the morning for emily to sleep until, maybe, if we're lucky, and possibly make a pact with the devil, dawn. But that's irrelevant. We needed them. We needed sleep.)

With that said,

dropping a big wad of plastic on a maternity wardrobe is fucking awesome. Mind-blowing. you think your body is changing shape all slowly because the old clothes still mostly fit, and you don't look completely weird but just sort of subtly something - and then the maternity pants and the tops, god, the tops! And suddenly out of nowhere there's a BELLY. That i don't have to be fresh out of the shower to notice, that is clearly visible (well, from the side) from a good distance away.

Weird.

Labels: baby, emptor

scrawled @ 17:18