thebabyproject

But good God, is she a hurtful ditz.

Trying to explain yesterday how I was a little bit pregnant was too tough for her. She called today about her colitis and GI appt. and asked why Brian was home. "because we're bummed out". "why are you bummed out" "What do you mean, why are we bummed out, why do you think we're bummed out?" "I thought you'd go back tomorrow and it'll all be ok". "That's because you can't listen to anything I'm saying, there's like less than 1% chance of that".

Yesterday was as bad, these are the following motherly gems...


1. It could be two of them just trying to hang on. To which I responded, if anything, it's ONE in there just hanging on.

2. What do you expect to find out in NYC that you can't find out here? Don't know, but we're going to ask.

3. You just want to go to NYC to shop at Lord & Taylor.
No, we want to go to get the best advice we can before we give up completely on Brian's sperm.

And I seriously had considered telling her about the DE this time. Screw that, not a chance in hell that's going to happen...

Ok, not going to make a hole to crawl into. I spent until now crawling out of mine.

It's just news as Raj says and punkin reminds me. And we have a plan. I'm still sad, still angry, but I have Brian and we'll be ok.

Emily