Happy Zombie Mother's Day
Not surprisingly, I found a number of zombie moms on the Internetz. I mean, when I think "Mom", I think "zombie" not long after. Right?
Of course, that could be due to the lack of sleep for the past six months since my youngest was born, not any unholy craving for human flesh. Anyway, zombie moms...you can be enjoying them:
I think this might be considered child abuse. Poor kid. His mom obviously needed her fertility doctor to tell her it wasn't wise for an Undead of her age and disintegration level to spawn. Really...the medical community these days. Total lack of responsibility.
Cute onsie on the Undead baby! This young momzie is obviously not letting sleepless nights mess with her sense of style.
There's an undead fetus arm bursting through her stomach....omg...disturbing. Even more disturbing because I tried to rig something similar up to my obscenely pregnant belly last Halloween, but failed. Probably a good thing. The older zombie child looks a little traumatized.
Pregnant. Drinking. Zombie. So so wrong. The surgeon general has totally warned the Undead about the dangers of imbibing--or eating the flesh or brains of inebriated humans--during pregnancy.
And this is totally unrelated, except for the fact that I want pancakes. And I'm a mom. And feel like a zombie because my preshush children kept me up all night last night. Ahh, the joys of motherhood.
Happy Mother's Day all. May your day be filled with joy and the sounds of your children laughing merrily as your husband drives them away to get ice cream and you get to spend thirty minutes alone relaxing in your bath and reading a good book.
Stacey Jay
Of course, that could be due to the lack of sleep for the past six months since my youngest was born, not any unholy craving for human flesh. Anyway, zombie moms...you can be enjoying them:
I think this might be considered child abuse. Poor kid. His mom obviously needed her fertility doctor to tell her it wasn't wise for an Undead of her age and disintegration level to spawn. Really...the medical community these days. Total lack of responsibility.
Cute onsie on the Undead baby! This young momzie is obviously not letting sleepless nights mess with her sense of style.
There's an undead fetus arm bursting through her stomach....omg...disturbing. Even more disturbing because I tried to rig something similar up to my obscenely pregnant belly last Halloween, but failed. Probably a good thing. The older zombie child looks a little traumatized.
Pregnant. Drinking. Zombie. So so wrong. The surgeon general has totally warned the Undead about the dangers of imbibing--or eating the flesh or brains of inebriated humans--during pregnancy.
And this is totally unrelated, except for the fact that I want pancakes. And I'm a mom. And feel like a zombie because my preshush children kept me up all night last night. Ahh, the joys of motherhood.
Happy Mother's Day all. May your day be filled with joy and the sounds of your children laughing merrily as your husband drives them away to get ice cream and you get to spend thirty minutes alone relaxing in your bath and reading a good book.
Stacey Jay