I headed to the salon today for my monthly waxing torture, which really hasn’t been monthly for a while now because I’ve been too lazy to go. It was pretty darn hard to lay on that table at 34 weeks pregnant, and even more difficult to get up.

The neat thing was that the girl who did my waxing is pregnant herself — 33 weeks along and due the week after me. She’s also having a girl, so we spent the time chitchatting about our pregnancies, which really made it go by much faster and hurt a bit less, probably because my mind was on something else. It was neat to come across someone else at the same stage I’m at.

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Hi! I’m a wife to a wonderful husband, mom to a beautiful and active (to put it lightly) kiddo, and fur-mom to 3 crazy cats. I’m a former journalist. I quit my full time job two years ago. Now, I am a freelance writer and a virtual assistant for several bloggers!

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