Dear Baby Inside Me: (if that's really what is going on)

Written on May 23, 2011

Dear Baby Inside Me: (if that's really what is going on)

Please, child, STOP MAKING ME SICK!  Over the past few weeks, I've noticed that I have been feeling like throwing up when I see Husbands dermatology book open to pictures, smell the garlic from last nights dinner, and walking into the bakery at the grocery store.  NOW I CAN BLAME IT ON YOU (according to the pee tests)!

I still have a full time job to do while Husband is in school, and Little Man (soon to be Big Man) still needs his mom.  So I'm giving you full reign over my mid-section for the next 7 months, but that's it!  Did you hear that?  ONLY THE MID-SECTION.  (Oh and the boobs. You can have those too for a little while. Those will be fun until they turn porn-star worthy, then it's not so much fun). But, there will be NO nose growing, NO rear-end expanding, and NO arms turning to jello!  We will still go to the gym and assure the spin instructor that I'm "taking it easy."  You have to work with me on this.  Ok? Ok. 

That's all for now.   Going to get confirmation from the doctor on Friday that you are indeed a baby and not some other rare disease that is making me feel pregnant.

Can't wait to meet you! You're really gonna like our family.

-Mom aka "The owner of the uterus you are currently occupying"