My drugs. My Smiles.

Just wanted to update you and tell you that I LOVE my Zoloft with a passion!

I can't remember being this happy since... oh I don't know ... BEFORE I GOT KNOCKED UP!

I felt better right when I started taking the medication, but I think those first weeks were mostly placebo, which is fine by me.

But now it is in my system, and it makes me laugh and play and feel like myself again. It was especially great on a wonderfully fun trip to the outlet mall on Monday where I bought everything I wanted and felt zero remorse. Zero!

I know that is not the goal of the drug, but it felt great. What a fun side effect! I was so giddy about all the cute stuff I bought for Quinn that I could barely make it home with out pulling everyone out to look at it.

After 4 stores and a lot of sales, I ended up with 27 new items for $188.00, and I could barely make it to work today because I just wanted to stay home and dress Quinn up in her new clothes all day.

Quinn is not one for playing dress up, though. I get one outfit a day with her. I can barely wait until morning. What will she wear? So many options. Pictures to come.

I only get a few more weeks on the meds before I have to start weening so the baby won't have withdrawals. I have got to live it up. And I am.

Shopping anyone?

I love shopping. I love babies. I love Zoloft. Wahoo!