That dreaded shopping list..
Yesterday my husband announced that if it gets much longer, we will have no choice but to pack up our safety gear, jump into the car and go to the grocery store.
Reminds me of the times I logged my contractions,
they kept coming and coming..
I kept adding and adding
scribbling onto a little piece of paper
until ready it or not,
like it or not..
we just had to go.