I'm getting sneaky. I sent Bob to pick up lunch. I have the house alone for a few precious minutes. Jack and I are basking in the open window sunlight. With the laptop. Squee!!!
On Christmas morning, Bob and I had a conversation about all the babies who were experiencing their first Christmases that morning. We kept naming all these babies and eventually made a list. Guess how many are on the list as of last night... (we keep remembering more)?
58. Our friends had 58 babies in 2012. And these aren't just acquaintances. These are actual good friends that we speak to on a regular basis. Included in the 58, there are 4 sets of twins. FOUR SETS OF TWINS. Bob and I are scared shitless of having twins. They run in my family and Bob says Murphy (as in Murphy's law) hates him enough to give him twins. Don't get me wrong. We'd adore any number of babies, but we'd prefer to adore one at a time.
In looking at the year ahead, we already know of 9 babies scheduled to arrive. Who knows. Maybe Bob and I will add to that number before the year is over. Maybe. As soon as someone invents a device that makes dealing with poop easier for me.
Showing posts with label baby talk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baby talk. Show all posts
Friday, January 4, 2013
Monday, December 3, 2012
Baby free zone.
There's been a lot of baby talk in and around our house lately.
I have a serious aversion to poop. Any kind of poop really. People. Animal. Doesn't matter. The other night I had a dream that I gave birth to a monster sized baby, like a 25lb baby. She was huge. And her poop looked and smelled like chocolate oatmeal (if that's even a thing). So in my dream, I was so proud of myself for being able to handle her poop. I remember thinking, "This isn't so bad! I can do this!" And then I woke up.
I had this dream after reading CNN.com and seeing the top 100 baby names list for 2012. I always like to look. I like to see the name trends. My middle name, for example, is still in the top 40. It was my Great Aunt's name too. So it's been popular for going on 70 years solid. I like that. Names that mean something and last for a long time.
Anyway, it seems like every day Bob and I are faced with more baby conversations from very different people. Everyone is ready for our baby, except for us. That's a problem, right?
For the record, it will be a while before we have a baby Guy. A loooooong while if we have anything to do with it.
I have a serious aversion to poop. Any kind of poop really. People. Animal. Doesn't matter. The other night I had a dream that I gave birth to a monster sized baby, like a 25lb baby. She was huge. And her poop looked and smelled like chocolate oatmeal (if that's even a thing). So in my dream, I was so proud of myself for being able to handle her poop. I remember thinking, "This isn't so bad! I can do this!" And then I woke up.
I had this dream after reading CNN.com and seeing the top 100 baby names list for 2012. I always like to look. I like to see the name trends. My middle name, for example, is still in the top 40. It was my Great Aunt's name too. So it's been popular for going on 70 years solid. I like that. Names that mean something and last for a long time.
Anyway, it seems like every day Bob and I are faced with more baby conversations from very different people. Everyone is ready for our baby, except for us. That's a problem, right?
For the record, it will be a while before we have a baby Guy. A loooooong while if we have anything to do with it.
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