Forgive me Blog, for I have been away for a while. It has been 38 days since my last post. It's been a busy few months. Just trying to stay on point and get to work on time without puking or fainting has been an exercise in the art of routine and discipline. However, these days I'm feeling great! Comparatively speaking anyhow. Trudging your way through the first trimester of pregnancy is like waiting in line at the DMV, wondering if you brought all the right paperwork, hoping that the scowling lady at the counter is not going to turn you away for not having a certain document signed....yada yada. You just want to get out of there ASAP, leaving with everything you came for. In this case - a healthy pregnancy, with a good fetal heart rate, and Lord willing, all the documents and paperwork you need to keep trucking along. I'm referring to all the medical insurance crap we had to deal with - in case you were wondering what the hell I'm talking about with that last sentence. Although, in this metaphorical connection - there is no link to lying about your weight. You can't do that in pregnancy. However, I do it shamelessly at the DMV. Although, every time I leave an appointment with a picture of my baby, I am smiling. When I leave the DMV with a picture, it's more of a cringe. Oh well. My parents would probably still think it's cute.
We are so thankful and happy to report that we have been blessed with a very healthy and active baby boy, who is bouncing off the uterine walls right now as we speak.
Maybe it's because I'm carrying a boy, but nobody could top me in a farting contest. Nobody. Not even this guy.
I also complain and protest like an old man with gastrointestinal issues every time I eat anything with grease or too much salt. Not caring who hears me, or what they might be thinking. Not to mention, I have developed a slight case of narcolepsy. I'm like grandpa at Thanksgiving, rotund belly and all. I even have my very own designated recliner.
Also, I cry frequently. At least once a day. Over nothing. So far, I've been avoiding Hallmark movies steadfastly. I've gone through boxes and boxes of tissues. I am in talks with Kleenex about some possible advertising opportunities. John Boehner and I are working something out, but I digress. That's another post.
I am also happy to introduce the newest member to our family. Trixie! She's spunky and likes to flip around in her cage. We tried to put her in with our Rambo. Rambo had different ideas however. He loves his daddy, and does not want to share. Thus he has begun biting, and squawking. Jealousy makes us do silly things. Even if we are tiny little birdies.
Last but not least, this guy. Love him. Couldn't do any of this without him. He makes me smile. If I were to write him a letter at this moment in time, I think the only words that could even begin to sum up how I feel for him would simply be Thank You. For everything. Pass the Kleenex John Boehner.