Oh, yes, ladies--you KNOW what kind of pang I'm talkin' about:
Hannah is jealous of her friend who felt her in utero baby move for the first time.
Hannah just randomly remembered that she had her first nosebleed (ever? since she was a kid?) when she was pregnant.
Hannah definitely sees the resemblance between baby humans and baby squirrels. Mewing, and all that.
Hannah is glad her husband isn't home, given the pangs. (BTW, ever use a word so much that it starts to look weird and you have to Google the definition, just to ensure that you're using it correctly? Anyone? Nobody.)
(Off topic: Hannah is pleased to announce that WE HAVE A RESTAURANT! One block away! Where you can actually sit and eat REAL food in REAL booths! Huzzah!)
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WORD. I feel the "pang" over new baby names, myself. :) I think it's inevitable to feel this way, when our boys are suddenly...well, BOYS, and not so much babies. *hug*
Sorry, Colleen. I don't call the Munch by his name on the blog. :o)
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