I've Turned Into a Toddler

Well, this is handy! I realized the other day that at nine months pregnant I've regressed enough to being on the same level as TD. I'm suddenly 2 and have more in common with my kid than our brown eyes.

1. We both have "issues" putting our pants on every day. Socks are a total bitch and forget tying our shoes. We just can't handle it. It might bring on a meltdown from sheer frustration too.

2. While we like to think we are adequately potty-trained our bladders sometimes have other ideas.

3. We require many snacks and afternoon naps. If we don't get them a meltdown of epic proportions might happen. Again from sheer frustration.

4. We get excited about the prospect of candy. Doesn't matter what kind.

5. When over-tired we are prone to tears. In a toddler it's understandable. In me? Down right pathetic.

Hi, my name is Vicky. I'm 35 weeks pregnant and while I may look like a functioning adult I'm much more like a cranky toddler in need of a nap and snack these days. That idea alone makes me want to throw myself down on the floor tantrum-style and cry. Except, oh wait, I can't lay down on my stomach.

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