Instagram has decided to show me the “wild pregnancy” and “freebirth” side of the internet and no thanks.

Looks like my motherly ESP paid off and stocking up on children’s Motrin and tylenol was a good idea. Poor kiddo had a temp of 103.9 this morning. 😩

I like how Elno has turned himself into customer support with folks asking him questions about his asinine business decisions and how to change their settings.

I guess ticketmaster isn't ready for the Tswift presale. Trying to update my payment method and I keep getting a 503.

“The queue has been temporarily paused” Thanks, Ticketmaster Good thing I’m not working right now. But also how long will this take just in case I go into labor?

No shit.

Holy cow I'm back in the queue for these damn tickets.

Suddenly my OB’s office is back to requiring masks. Why drop them at all?

I left for a doctor's appointment and came back to my turn (started 30 minutes prior) and I got tickets! woo hoo!

I turned off autoplay on my Spotify account for the express purpose of listening to hypnobirth tracks while I sleep and last night I woke up to I think we’re alone now. Wtf?

I miss when my kid would go to sleep with two books, a song, and a kiss goodnight. Sigh.

Marry someone that will gladly help you put your nose stud back in no matter how many times you accidentally fling it across the room with a washcloth.

It is really difficult to get over that Umbridge is the queen in this season of The Crown.

Buying guns should be harder than buying Taylor Swift tickets.

These survivalist people out there that respond to concern about RSV and childhood illness with “I wonder how children survived in the 1900s” as some witty comment about how parents are supposedly overbearing these days… Spoiler alert. Many of those kids died.

You know you’re past your due date when you carry an adult diaper with you in your purse just in case your water breaks while running errands. Pregnancy is so glam.

Anyone ever had to rehydrate an entire bag of brown sugar? I just got a bag delivered from the store and it’s like a brick. This is what I get for not shopping for my own food.

Well “that fucking guy” is back on here which means I’m out. Not interested in setting up the toot site right now so I’ll be over on instagram @whatthephoxsays