after much back and forth, hemming and hawing, and chewing my fingernails, i decided to part ways with Eggs and Flour. it just… it wasn’t right for me, and i think the first cycle didn’t work because God was trying to tell me something.
i need new names for a mom and a pop, because i’ve got brand spanking new intended parents. and i pink puffy heart them. my IM is pretty much the shiz.
so, yay. i mean, YAY YAY. my heart is happy about this one, y’all, because this little bebe(s) that isn’t even in existence yet is going to be so loved and spoiled rotten. i can’t wait to get started.