Yeah bitchez, I'm twirling my damn hair. Wot ya gonna do, eh?

and I was just thinking when I took the last issue out of the mailbox....yeah, Princess Kate is beautiful, but HOW many covers does she deserve? her horrid 3 month morning sickness FINALLY ended. " she slogged her way through a second battle of hyperemesis gravidarum.." translation: severe morning sickness. I did it 3 times, without a nanny and royal staff, and twice while holding down full time very blue collar jobs. I never required bed rest or I.V. therapy. you just do it. was I on the cover of People? no. I am not pretty enough or famous enough or interesting enough to be on the cover of anything. do I feel bad for her? yeah. I know it sucks. I didn't lay on the floor of a palace bathroom. I laid on the cement hallway in a 'vertically integrated swine whatever the new name for factory farm is' or the visitors bathroom at the nursing home where I worked or on the bathroom floor at home because it was cooler on the floor and then I'd get up and go. does this make me a better person than a princess? of course not. she has put it out there that not all mommies are glowing and beautiful and the picture of health. some of us look like hell....dark circles under our vacant, dead eyes, hair lackluster, skin grayish. a pinched look to our face. saltines at the ready. no long car rides. no shopping trips. just doing the absolute necessities. A-B-S-O-L-U-T-E.

were my kids worth it? definitely. would I do it all again? in a heartbeat. will I bitch about it until I die (and even after, if anyone ever stumbles onto my blog?) it's what I do.