Just out of bed and a bit foggy, I walk into our living room to find Jagger motionless and Mary balling her eyes out…WHAT’S GOING ON?! No need for concern. Jagger’s belly is moving up and down in rhythmic fashion as he takes one of his signature 20 minute naps. As for Mary, she’s watching her stupid soap opera that is supposedly so emotional. Why does she, and women in general, want to watch something that’s going to make her cry? Silly wife.
Each morning Mary starts her car to let it warm up while she scrapes frosted ice from her windshield, fighting fingertip biting wind from the north and the nagging I-just-want-to-go-back-to-bed-I’m-pregnant voice inside her head. As always, me—being the loving husband—decides to surprise her with a remote starter for her car as her Christmas gift. So that she can stay in the warmth of our house, sipping on a hot steaming cup of cocoa as she starts the car from a distance looking through our living room window. Unfortunately that dream is now dead. Read about the death of a dream after the jump…
Tonight marks another night of eating fast food. I’m not channeling Super Size Me or anything, but I would say 3-4 times a week we’re playing carousel with Burger King, KFC, and Taco Bell. Yummy right? My weight hasn’t changed much as my metabolism keeps me on the thinner side. But that doesn’t mean I can’t just explode like Pizza The Hut. Please don’t eat my pepperoni. Wait, what?
I am now at the end of my 6th month and would like to share my experience so far. I have often heard that being pregnant is one of the best experiences a woman can go through. I can I agree with that, but I wish someone would have warned me what to expect. There are the usual morning sickness warnings. I already knew that. And I am very thankful that mine was not that bad because I hate throwing up. However there are things that I have experienced that has freaked me out and I wish I had known about them ahead of time. More after the jump…