What Does the Bump Say?

Mom likes to envision what I'm like she's noticing more and more that I'm like dad. I like to eat the way my dad eats. I do not like white cupcakes like mom, I like chocolate and peanut butter desserts. I like french fries, chips and meat. (Mom does not like meat at this point) I'm also a wiggle worm, what can I say I like to move it move it. I have different personalities to mom, lately it's been Gangsta Baby. ha ha if only you knew mom. She believes Flo Rida's My House is playing on repeat in her uterus while I kick and wave... Because this is MY HOUSE now mom just happens to live in it.  I don't like that soup, get it out of my house. My room needs more room, time to pee mom. Seriously I can't help it, the song even says Baby take control now..... well if you say so.... Welcome to my house  homies.

Hello World! This weekend and well up to today I have enjoyed making mom barf! It's a fun new activity to show all my amazing hormone powers. Flex my tiny bend to my will muscles.  At first mom was all like I'm going to be a productive part of the world today.  And I said NO! LET THERE BE BARF! and it was so and so mommy and I got to hang out together ALL the days and chill and I laid around and we watched Netflix. Really it was a gift to her, she'll thank me later.... hopefully. She was all like I think I'll eat some Raisin Bran Crunch that will make me feel better, Boom! You gonna barf!   Then she was like oh maybe just some dry toast, well I'll match your dry toast with some dry heaves how about that mama?! Isn't this fun!?  Okay so I seriously don't take pleasure in making mama barf, but hey I've still got me lots of growing to do so we might as well have a chuckle about it. She does try hard not to yak all the time she has ...