I just have to say that I am not one of those lovey earth mothers who is totally in love with pregnancy. I mean, I love my belly and its contents, but 9 months is entirely way too long to have a living thing gestate inside of you or, take over your body, so to speak.
Seriously. What if the gestation was shared by the male? Imagine that. The first 4 and a half months the man gets to be sick and disoriented and emo-ish. His breasts would go thru 'false' lactation. Ha.
Then the pregnancy would transfer to the woman thru copulation for the next 4 and a half months. The fetus or embryo would still be small enough to pass thru the penis without too much pain.
There could be worse things...
I had some coffee with a friend today and she said, "God, I love how honest you are about it."
Really? I would think that there are more women out there who feel the same way and talk about it.
I actually had a mother scowl at me when she exclaimed,"Isn't pregnancy wonderful?!?" and my response was less than enthusiastic.
"Yeah."
2 comments:
celestrial, does anyone in your family call you celestrial, you probably hate that, i am so happy you are pregnant!! who's the father, one time in a spelling bee i was disqualified because i spelled it "farther", and they didnt even get me any counsouling (sp?)
what kind of food are you eating, has your sweet tooth changed are you glad you know how to make really good brownies?
i probably wont but you anything but im sure to make you something and send it in the us mail
okay, blog
Everyone calle me CeeCee in my family and they are mostly in Kansas.
Funny you should ask about who the father is. I am not sure...there are some theories that he is a garbage man in San Francisco.
I eat whatever I can. I found myself eating Sourpatch Kids the other day, all because I was standing in line at Office Depot and I was hit with a wave of nostalgia and suddenly pulled under by an isatiable NEED to put them in my mouth.
I never ate them as a kid. I was all about Red Vines.
About buying stuff... there is a large disclaimer line at the bottom to let peeps know that there is no obligation to buy anything. Thats for the folks who have specifically asked.
So its cool. Making stuff is better anyway.
We will prolly have a party after the baby shower so all the boys can come, too, and rub my belly.
bye, mister.
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