that is what the crazy freak out pregnant hormones due to me. turn me into a tigeress, some days I just look back and laugh... I am pretty politically correct most of the time, but my lack of filter is not always good news- especially for my husband... oh well... at least I can blame it on the whacked out hormones. and he gets to call me a tiger in spanish most days. the joys of pregnancy.
rawrrrr...
xo,
el tigero.
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