Every time I open the fridge door I whack myself in the belly with it. As soon as I get used to the size of this thing it gets bigger. Trust me, I am happy that this little man is growing up a storm, but really, every time? Hopefully I don't have to explain "bruise by fridge door" to my midwife. Depth perception...please come back.
(PS - If I ever win the lottery that turquoise fridge is the first thing i'm buying. I've been coveting it for years)
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