I am actually. Ticklish, more so than fat. Well, actually that may not be so true; you may be familiar with my rump.
Rump rhymes with bump, doesn't it? I'll take one of those too, please.
I'll stop being so cryptic now and alert my readership to the fact that Mr. Pear and I did it. Again. It wasn't even his birthday. Shit. Actually, checking dates of last menstrual period and such, it could have been a sweaty birthday romp. Or it could have been any number of closely strung together romps with just a hint of "this is our window this month!" urgency about them.
At any rate, I'm soon to be Great! With Child. Right now, I'm just with child. The greatness will come, I'm sure. It's already making my jeans too uncomfortable for sitting. And I like to sit. So despite my aversion to The Yoga, I've acquired some loose knit pants. Sweatpants really, but seeing as I live in a town with indie yoga studios on just about every street corner, I can pretend they are yoga pants and not some slouchy stay at home mom lazy-wear.
In a way, this explains my lack of blogging mojo lately. Pregnancy, and all it entails is some good blog fodder, but I was trying to be sensible and not let the cat out of the bag too early. At the same time - Hey! I'm pregnant! Big news! All I can think about! That sort of thing. Writing about the big goofy "Please frame me and hang me on your office wall!" membership certificate that National Geographic sent us just wasn't going to cut it as a blog entry.
So, here we are. And now you know. And you're going to be so sick of hearing about it, but the last time I did this, it was years ago and I didn't even have a blog.
I won't be boring you with tales of where and when I suddenly vomited. Morning sickness decided to give me a miss this time around. You will be hearing about the weekly deep tissue injections of progesterone. Because someone else has got to suffer with me (and my ass cheeks) on that one, okay? Please.
CONGRATULATIONS SOON TO BE BIG PRICKLY PEAR!
Well done you two! Oh I am so thrilled for you all.
Hows mini taking it all?
Oh you can bore me with all the details for as long as it takes. Whoopee y'all :) x
Posted by: Vik | February 20, 2008 at 06:06 AM
Yay! Congratulations! Go on with all the boring details, I can't really remember any of mine at this point and it be a nice reminder, I'm sure.
And, hey, don't dis the sweat-pant. Some days it's still the best I can do. xo
Posted by: Sarah K | February 20, 2008 at 03:43 PM
I'm glad you finally came clean about your current Condition ;) And yes, bring on the details!
Posted by: Rebecca H. | February 21, 2008 at 10:32 AM
I just got uncommonly excited and it makes me realise just how long I've been hanging out with the Pear clan. Congratulations, big lady! And I don't even mind if you post monthly shots of your growing tum. I draw the line at those animated due-date counters, though.
Stoked for you! XX
Posted by: water | February 21, 2008 at 02:36 PM
Congratulations! I had no idea, on Monday! That's really awesome. Take it easy, and if you need anything, let me know.
Posted by: Mandy | February 27, 2008 at 01:13 PM