The dogs helped us reveal an important piece of our life puzzle to Facebook today.
You want me to get the cat, and have the cat tell you who they’re for?? ‘Cause, the cat’s going to get it!
Yep… we are having a baby. Whoa. (PS, I stole this reveal concept from a clever Redditor because I’m unoriginal and lame.) We heard the heartbeat for the first time today, so I finally feel good announcing it.
Here’s something: I had always hoped to wait til I was 65 or something but the second I found out, my whole idea of this concept flipped. We’re very happy about it! Miklos will be the most fun dad ever, and I will be an OK mom because I am great at narrowing my eyes and grumbling a lot.
It’s the craziest (and strangely, the most wonderful) feeling. I never anticipated how cool it would feel to have something growing inside me that wasn’t a tapeworm or a tumour. For some reason, I fully expected to have one of those in my lifetime, but not so much a child.
This is really something neat though. And new. And I’m sorry to anyone if this is a weird write-up about it, but I’m weird, if you hadn’t noticed. Weird and usually honest.
Furthermore, the longer I’m pregnant, the more I realize that either Miklos has always had the characteristics of a pregnant woman, or a pregnant woman has all the characteristics of a Miklos. I’ll leave the details to your own imagination.
So yeah! Let the unwelcome advice and criticism roll! I will be charging a fee of $1 for each. I fully expect by the end of this 9 months (we’re at 3 now) to be able to buy myself an expensive new hat.
