Tuesday, November 10, 2009

The cat is out of the bag...

Well, almost half way through my pregnancy and Becky finally asked me if I am pregnant. She finally noticed one of my ultrasounds that has been hanging on the fridge since Sept. 11. She is quick on the uptake! Then a few days later I get the call from my stepfather asking me if I know that I am sick and old, and did I give any consideration at all to my health. My response was "No, none at all!" Then, I got the you live in a 2 bedroom house and will have 4 kids what are you going to do with this kid. To which my response was "Put it in a shoe box." By the way I have a 3 bedroom house.

I guess this is what bothers me. When people tell me that they are expecting I say congratulations and let them worry about all the things that are going to go into providing for a child because I assume that they have usually thought it through and if they want my advice or opinion they would ask for it. Now, saying that if you ask please realize that I will give you my honest opinion and I will tell you what I am able and willing to help with. So, Becky has still yet to talk to me at all. Let alone about my pregnancy and my patients are wearing thin with this whole if you don't do what I want then I will pout and not talk to you! I have to say I was just fine for the first 28 years without you, I am sure I could manage the nest 28 years!

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