Womb Service

The Bump often orders Womb Service. By that I mean that I get a super intense craving that must be satisfied immediately or Mama gets crabby.

Yesterday was no exception. I got a hankering for my favorite fruit salad and went and got all of the goods for it.  And then this perfect sweet potato size pain in my arse pulled this…



3 bites in and I was done with it.  Good thing I made stroganoff yesterday!!  Or that woulda sucked!


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