I’m a summer baby (July 7th- #cancersarethebest) and I swear all I wanted for my birthday this year was a day of water slides followed by oysters, a soft cheese plate and a pitcher of margaritas! Ummm Nope, Nu-uh, Sorry and Definitely No.
To be fair my family, friends and obviously my loves made it a wonderful birthday with waffles, cuddles, presents, mani-pedi, mocktails and Magic Mike XXL, flowers and a beach party with chocolate cake…yes I am spoiled…and fine, ok maybe I will allow myself to be in my 30s…this year…maybe. No promises for next year.
So who needs a reminder of all the summer-stuff us preggos can and cannot do?