Oh Fudge
Before I was pregnant with my first daughter I had a potty mouth of epic proportions that only got progressively worse when I was became pregnant. I would coin R-rated phrasings so effortlessly during a fit of road rage that you would think that during those 9 months, I was being scripted by Quentin Tarantino. However, I knew that swearing would have to be curtailed once the niblet arrived since […]