I like to get annoying songs and phrases stuck in Husband's head. I've been known to text him messages such as, “Where's the mail?†and, “Googleberry pie!â€.
Sleep is always more important than sex. You can squeeze in a fifteen minute quicky during the day, but any nap less than an hour just isn't worth taking.
Modesty and shame go right out the window. You've willingly spread your thighs for countless men and women during pregnancy, birth and immediate postpartum. If you're one of the really lucky ones, you shat on the delivey room table. You've bared your breasts to the general public and walked around with milk stains on your shirt. So tell me, what's left to be modest and ashamed of!?




