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I can't think of the word I was wanting to use for the title of this post. I'm sure the reason is due to pregnancy/mommy brain, being sick out of my and doped up on benadryl and not having slept the past 3 nights.

Mug shots.

There's the word(s).

Don't judge me. Please.

I seriously considered posting a picture of myself today. I got up this morning and went to a dermatologist appointment and Eli and I came home and crashed. I actually looked somewhat nice, as in hair fixed and a little make-up... I can't go anywhere without mascara and blush. I woke up from the nap and went to the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror I laughed and cried. Laughed because I look hideous and cried because I really look hideous. {hormonal?}

You know when you're watching the news and they start talking about someone who has beat a kid that they were babysitting and flash their disgusting MUG SHOT? You, or at least I, sit there and you say, "Who in their right mind would leave their kid with someone who looks like that???"

Well ladies and gentlemen, that is me today. I know now that those people may not always look like they have been eating crack rocks 3 meals a day while washing it down with a bottle of Jack. (I tried to think of some type of redneck liquor but I guess Jack will do)

Uh, so I forget where I am going with this post. I guess I just wanted you to know that I look, and feel, like a meth junkie living in Cragford, Alabama's old Mellow Valley school house.

You know what, just because I can laugh at and with myself...

Picture included.

Ladies, show this to your husbands. They'll be so grateful for your beauty.

Daniel, If you read this... please don't leave me.

I may delete this when I'm coherent so enjoy for now ;) Please notice how swollen my face and nose are from all of this congestion. To be completely honest, this picture actually makes me look a little better than what I actually do. And of course no picture would be complete without my little bed bug who is sickly himself.