oh my god....that looks like my dotta's 1st santa pic.......8months old, this chubby little baby grabbing on to me (thank god i was still skinny or i would have ruptured his liver or something) i was sitting on santa's lap, DD in my lap, grabbing onto a handful of engorged breast in one hand (milk leaking from my "new" shirt i bought at a thrift store for the pic, on one tit only), the other pulling my hair on the back of my neck, so i am looking at the ceiling in the agony of a tortured saint in a medieval painting, all ten fat baby toes grasping at my waist like a terrified little marsupial thing with a look of raw, naked terror on her face.......("he's gonna EAT ME!!!!!!!").

i saved it for posterity. my family was pissed for ages that i didn't pay for multiple copies to send to them......i waited until my sister wasn't "perfect, wonderful, awesome" (which they have done every time she gets divorced from another jack-ass she had no business marrying) and showed it to them privately......but fuck, no, you don't get a copy! i earned that! i was the "bad mother" then! kiss my ass!