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Wednesday, March 20, 2002

No … I haven’t given birth yet …

I swear to God I must be having a girl. It’s true what they say about pregnant women being somewhat clumsy. Last week Friday I lost my balance and fell on my tailbone … I have a nice bruise there as we speak. I am out of work at least until my next doctor’s visit on April 1st. I am having a messed-up time this time around being pregnant. Not only do I have this bruise on my ass, I am congested … which is leaving my nose and upper lip raw from blowing the snot out. I’m also having these awful migraines and I can’t take anything but Tylenol. I want my percocet, dammit.

I had the same problems while I was pregnant with Sianna. I fell on my ass when I was 12 weeks along, I had the migraines and a bunch of other discomforts. Chris on the other hand, was the picture perfect pregnancy. So, that’s why I came to the conclusion that I must be having a girl. Oh yeah … the baby pool is now up to $1160.00, or so I’m told. Some lucky winner will cash in on that loot ( I get a percentage of that) if they guess the correct sex of the baby, the exact time of birth, AND the weight. In the event if a tie, the tie breaking questions will be: 1)length of baby, 2)the exact length of hospital stay w/time of discharge, and/or
3)the measurement of my waist on the day I go in. Not bad chump change for $20 a block, I might even get in on the pot.

Sianna is really getting excited about this baby. At first I was really concerned about her. She’s been the baby for 11 years, I didn’t think she would give up that title to anyone. She’s been real mother-like to me these past several days. We would be sitting on the couch watching TV and she would tell me to put my head on her lap and she would brush my hair. She’s been very helpful as well. She makes sure I don’t carry heavy things and she’s been cleaning up her space without having me to constantly remind her too. She’s a good girl.

I overheard plans for a surprise baby shower. I guess John doesn’t know me THAT well yet that you can’t surprise me. Of all the parties that has ever been thrown for me over the years that was SUPPOSED to be a surprise, I ALWAYS found out before most of the guests did. I was going to mention that I overheard him when he was on the phone, but I'll let him think he has one over me for a little while.

It’s naptime and I’m about to pass-out.

BTW … welcome home Ghost.

Until later,

Hapa