Morning sicknes hasn't kicked in yet. Maybe too early? Although there are signs of something different going on: I can't eat. My appetite is gone, any food repulses me. Yet I am very hungry and want to eat something......something...unknown. I go to the fridge, open it, scan its contents and don't fancy anything. I shut the fridge and go away. In frustration.
My boobs are definitely getting bigger. I like it and at the same time it scares me. I had cleavage once in my life: when I was pregnant with my first son.
You see, when we perform and I want to look super sexy on stage, I have to put on a seriously padded bra or two bras. It's a cheap cheat. Expensive cheat will not be funded irrespective of numerous requests. Nose job will not be paid either, damn it!!!
Flat tummy, toned body - I can achieve myself, it's easy: eat in moderation, exercise, fail your driving test 6 times and walk everywhere. Or get yourself a personal trainer. However, boobs lift and nose alterations have to be done by others. Specialists. Plastic surgeouns who ask to be paid excrutiating amount of money.
In the studio while recording tracks, me and producer chat about pregnancies (he has 3 kids), I tell him that this is my second time of having Sexy Cleavage...cheap way to enhance boobs :) He shrewdly observes that in no way it's cheap, in fact it's bloody expensive!!!
OMG! He is right, babies ARE expensive! Baby cot, car seat, pram, high chair, nappies, wipes, baby bath, etc etc etc
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