It's ironic then that I just got puked on by an adorable 7-month-old who I was actually offering to hold. To my credit, I didn't puke in return. But I'm pretty sure my ovaries shriveled up a little bit.
My co-worker Mary told me that's the universe's way of saying, "You're right, Shelley. You shouldn't have kids."
Thanks, universe, but you could have just sent me a text.
|It felt wrong (and disgusting) to post a puke pic, so you get a monkey.|