…and there’s YOUR baby
Yesterday we finally went to our first dr.’s appointment and got our fist pictures of the baby. It wasn’t really how I expected at all.
The day started off pretty crappy, I woke up with a plan to stay home and clean house for a party I’m throwing this evening. But I roll over in bed and instant PAIN. Holy jebus, I got the biggest kink in my neck that shot this gawd-awful pain all the way down to the middle of my shoulder blades. How the heck was I supposed to freakin vacuum with this?? I was kind of pissed, and this was like 6 o’clock in the morning, which didn’t help.
So I take my gumpy self out to the living room where John is already working on his billing. I got a little sympathy, I guess. But he starts talking about how he thinks we should get a boat before the baby is born. WTF?!? Why in the world would a newborn baby need to experience a boat?? I went back to bed, now with two giant pains in my neck.
I got woken up a couple hours later to the phone ringing, in which when I finally got to the phone, they had already hung up. How Annoying.
Anyways, so 3:30 finally came around. John was grumpy because he hadn’t eaten all day, I was just hormonal. I checked in. We go to sit down in the waiting room, and he sits across from me?! Why isn’t he sitting next to me?! What, he’s pissed at me now?? I didn’t do anything!! It’s not my fault he’s hungry!! What kind of expecting couple do we look like when we can’t even sit next to each other?? I could feel my blood start to boil and tried my hardest to ignore him. I don’t even know why this made me so mad, I mean who cares, but I was pissed. The poor guy…
By the time we got into the dr.’s office, I was over it. She came in. She stuck that big wand thing in my kooch, and VIOLA.
“There’s YOUR baby”. (just one baby)
The weirdest thing anybody has ever said to me. So far everyone has pretty much only referred to it as, THE baby, not MINE. That kind of freaked me out. In fact it is still kind of freakin me out. This is going to be MY baby, John and I totally and completely responsible for it forEVER. I just keep thinking…
OMG, what have we done??
