OB...No, not another tampon post.
I 'd like to start by proclaiming that I am in madly in love with my husband. In no way does this moment of "gyno-attraction" diminish his hotness and my love for said hotness. Having said that, let's begin. So I feel pretty safe in saying my OB is hotter than your OB. Okay, make that "was", because when we left LA for St. George, I had to leave his glorious, silver, stirrups. But he is worth a post. Trust me on this . Let's start with our first (and only) encounter. It was my 6 week follow up after having The Boy. My regular OB was out of town, so they assigned me to Dr. McHottie. I walked into the room with no idea of what was to come. I got undressed (from the waist down of course) and stuck my feet in the stirrups. Then he walked in. A cross between Jake Gyllenhall and Channing Tatum. In scrubs. G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S. I got all kinds of flustered and the conversation went something like this. McHottie : "Hello Mrs. R." (Cleverly remin...
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Loved it girl.
I'm happy you had an incredible time.
P.S.
There's a post on a famous photographer in my blog today.
I'd appreciated it if you can go through it.
xxx
Off to see some pictures of SITScation now. And thank you so, so much for the sweet comment today. I've missed you! (though no pressure to keep reading ;) ...)
Love you.
Now, how much to Photoshop me into one of the picts?
You and Heather are just lovely. I'm so happy to call you my friends.