I've been a piss-poor wife. But it's not my fault. (sort of)

It happens when you're a first trimester casualty.

The long-ass ass-sessions on the couch.  Surrounded by crumbs and empty containers of yogurt, half eatten PB and J sandwiches, string cheese wrappers and several dirty glasses...

The "so whatchu makin' for dinner"? nightly basis check-in.

"Hey hon, the cat litter needs some attention.  You scooped 2 days ago?  Do you mind revisiting? I smell their shit, like majah. love you.

me: Idol is on tonight for 2 hours."
husb:  Guess I'm giving Milo a bath tonight. AND putting him down.  Again."
me: what?

6:17am Saturday morning:
Milo: Daaaadeeeee.  Daaaadeeee. (repeat for 20 minutes)
I totally pretend like I'm in a deep, hard Princess sleep.
Afterall, it's daddy he's calling for, not me...

Refusing to eat leftovers.  Only take out gourmet sandwiches from the deli up the street will do for my lunch.  Cha-ching!!

I'm slowly taking over the closet with my maternity awesome-wear. Move over work uniforms and other straight-man attire...big girl pants and mu-mu's comin' through!!

I'm still hanging tight in the "inbetween stage" of regular pants no longer fitting comfortably or AT-ALL, yet, maternity pants are looking a little too MC Hammerish.  So I've taken to mostly wearing sweat pants or just walking around the house in pants that aren't buttoned.

My husb thinks this is an invitation.  Until he hears the sounds coming from my ass.

It's a good thing that man loves me.

In related news:

T minus 1week until the 2nd trimester!!!

It's evolution, BABY!!

39 weeks, 18 weeks, 5 weeks

(ready to pop prego, honeymoon prego, I need to go vomit prego)

I met these fabulous ladies several years ago while we were working together for the common good at an Employee Assistance Program.  Which is another way of saying: 20-something fresh out of graduate school social workers/counselors sitting in a cubicle with a headset while perusing social networking sites whilst instant messsaging each other about our latest clients and last nights wine debauchery.  I left this post in July 08 once Milo arrived on the scene.  One year later these 2 ladies gave birth to their own male offspring.

And here we are...Pregnant!  AGAIN!  Round TWO!  The next generation is a-coming!

And Ms. 39 weeks gave birth 4 days later in her home!! To a beautiful baby BOY!!

Sunrise, New Year's Eve