I am not one of those Runway Moms. They are not really human anyway.
I am more in the realm of puffy, tired, constantly puking moms.
Despite the fact that I have only gained a few pounds because of the lovely lack of keeping food down, my wedding ring has been too tight since week 8.
I have been trying daily to pry it off of my finger.
I have Googled myself crazy looking for solutions.
Nothing has worked.
Yesterday I drove by a fire station and almost stopped in to have them cut if off. Lucy was with me and I figured she would be scarred for life if she saw them come at me with the ring saw.
So it stayed on, digging a permanent divot in my skin.
Then suddenly, in the middle of watching House, I miraculously wiggled it off. Don't ask me how or why, I am just glad to be able to breathe again.
So what did I do today?
I went to buy myself the most obnoxious bling-ed out fake ring I could find.
For six bucks.
I am so a Runway Mom now!