That one time I had the most amazing pregnancy massage

On Saturday morning I was awoken at 6am in the best way possible: by having a toddler jumping on my head. Glorious. For some reason The Munchkin always wakes me up instead of his father because… who knows. Not me, that’s who. So by 10am it had been a long morning and The Husband still got to have a nice lie in *grumble, grumble*. I was a little bit done with toddlerhood at this point. As you know on a Saturday, our morning routine includes a visit to the library. So I  ...

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