I can't remember what it is, with being pregnant and a hyperactive salivary gland. Something about the hormone progesterone?
Anyways, my salivary glands are on overdrive. I would wake up in a puddle, or I get teased about the drool patch on my pillow to no end. Yuck, I know.
One day, I was trying to break up a fight between the two boys. I went up to them, and in the middle of a stern lecture, Lachlan had a look of disgust, wiped his brow with the back of his hand and said to me "stop spitting mom! I'm getting wet!"
Oh gosh, this is severe.
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