I'm lactating. Already.
Not like stream of golden milk, or anything. Just the occasional, "What's that on my shirt right near my nipple?"
Sorry men. Wait, do any men read this blog? *Tap Tap* this thing on?
Oh well, testosterone is over rated, if you ask me. Though, the extra estrogen I seem to be puttin' out could probably take a step back...
Anywho, please keep all babies, baby smells, baby names, baby thoughts and baby carrots away from me for the time being. My milk ducts are on overdrive.
What's that moving in my uterus? CRAP! Well, there goes the spicket.