Pregnancy Review & I still like you but I just can't talk right now

There are just TONS of photos I didn't post while I was pregnant.  But they were taken; which should actually be quite apparent to you as you had to scroll through them all to get to this sentence.  But yeah...I pretty much rocked pregnancy.  I'm not too particular about the blue dress with the leggings...well, I like the clothes, but I'm not too particular about the pictures.  I just wanted to show you how gigantic I got.  Also, I like how in the very last pic it really looks like I'm holding a ball!

And yes, I KNOW I promised you my postpartum style.  And I will.  Soon.  Maybe.  But FIRST--a disclaimer, namely: I can't comment.  I can't.  I can't comment back if people ask a question.  I just don't have the time for it.  I barely have time to blog!

So I have been thinking about this, and I thought: well, I could just disable comments on my blog so people don't think I'm some "too good to comment back more stylish than thou" blogger.  But then I thought: "But no, that won't do.  Don't I hate it when I can't comment on other people's blogs?"  And of course I do.  Because when I don't have a baby in my arms I can't help but add my two cents.

But you see, I almost always have a baby in my arms.  Or laundry.  Or spit up all over me (how that stops me from commenting on other people's blogs is beyond me...I just figured you were interested).  So here's the deal kittens: I don't talk back.  I heart you.  But I haven't the time.  So if this bothers you and makes you feel like you are talking into space (is this an expression?  is this the expression I'm looking for?), or if it makes you feel like I'm a big snob, then you can just commence to ignore me--close your eyes and click your merry way somewhere else in the blog world.  I don't mind.  I promise.  I won't be offended.  I won't cry.

It's not that I don't visit you though (as you may notice by my ever so infrequent two word comments, no capital letters, no punctuation).  They are one handed visits.  Most often my right hand.  The other hand is holding onto a baby.  I guess it isn't really my hand that is visiting you (like Thing in that show...or is it "It"?).  I digress (am I using this expression correctly?).

This post is degenerating into nonsense.  Let's sum up:

1. I post.
2. I don't comment back because I am busy with kidlets...not because I'm a b----- (just guess).
3. I like you.
4. I want chocolate.
5. Umm...that's it.  Wish I could be a better blog friend.  I do!  I do!  But I can't.
6. Maybe I'll eat some chocolate chips.

Heart: K (See?  I don't even have enough time to write my full name...wait a minute...umm...don't think too hard about this last little bit).