I sort of always heard Salt n Pepa's iconic song in my head when I heard someone was pregnant. It's wonderfully hilarious.
Now that I'm pregnant, I hear it more often.
Bam!
I'm with child.
I might actually not want to punch a random child who hugs me and says, "You have a baby in your belly?" I usually want to answer in the negative, calling the kid a jerk and mentioning that I have just finished a quesadilla.
No more.
Yes, yes, I am growing a person.
That is my peanut at 8 1/2 weeks.
We went back at 13 weeks and now I'm telling people to avoid thoughts that I need to lay off the cupcakes.
I promise I won't start to opine on all things motherly. Everyone knows I don't know squat about babies. I'm working on that. I'll be sure to include some anecdotes on just how clueless I am.
T is thrilled!
I am thrilled!
In laws are thrilled!
My mother is off her rocker- say ridiculously crazy things daily thrilled!
I am due in September, a mere 9 days before Robeghan's nuptials. Who says I don't know how to time things?
Updates to follow!
1 comment:
CONGRATS!!!!!!!! So excited for you.
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