Happiness is....

I don't go out anymore. I don't see my friends very often. I go to work, go home and go to bed. I live what some would call a "boring life". My only true joy in life is my son, and unfortunately, I only get to see him on a part time basis. Today, however, I got great joy. It came in the form of new clothes. I finally broke down and ordered maternity clothes. Brand new, nobody has ever stretched them over their huge belly, still in the plastic, new clothes. I even paid extra to get them in 2 days. That's how excited I was to get new clothes. I don't know why this made me so happy. I know after the baby is born, I'll never wear them again. I also know that after the first wash, they are no longer new. Even still, I am so excited that I could burst. I know it sounds stupid, but it's all I got. So piss off.