it’s not me, it’s me.

I’m waiting for Mike to wake up so I can start cooking. I would start now, but I’m afraid I’ll be done before he’s up and then I’ll have all this food staring at me. I could always blame it on the baby. I think Thanksgiving’s the only day where I would rather be having quadruplets because then I could say, “I’m eating for five!”

According to my sister, my two-year-old goddaughter Brandee picked up the tail end of the turkey, ate it with both hands and announced to the party, “I’m eating the butt! I’m eating the butt!”

Happy Thanksgiving, folks!

November 24, 2005 | Filed Under Uncategorized | 1 Comment 

my inner child, literally.

About a week after the first ultrasound, I got a call from my doctor’s office saying I needed to go in again for a follow-up. There were some light spots on the baby’s heart that they wanted to check for abnormalities. So Mike and I, being naive first-time parents, freaked out for a good while. We had other people telling us it would be fine, that this was all normal, but I still worried. I mean, I’ve taken the meds, I’ve been eating right, I’m young and healthy and they tell me this? So about two weeks pass by and Mike and I go for the follow-up ultrasound. And what does the radiologist tell me? Those light spots on the heart? Normal. They’ll just get lighter. The nurse who called and freaked us out? She’s a skanky hoe. Yep, she said skanky hoe. And by she, I mean, me retelling this event the way I believe it happened.

And yesterday’s ultrasound confirmed it. I’m having a boy. I have the scrotal-picture for proof.

November 22, 2005 | Filed Under Uncategorized | Leave a Comment 

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