12 Weeks and Counting
Today was the 12 week checkup. The baby is forming up nicely. It looks like an alien now, instead of Woodstock. I’m pretty sure that’s improvement. If nothing else, maybe the baby will have some sort of mental superpower… One can hope.
Erin has started to feel like she is pregnant. Around week 8 she started becoming very ill. She was not a happy camper. She continues to soldier through, which amazes me, cause if I threw up half as much as she did, well… let’s just say I wouldn’t handle it with the grace she does.
On a side note, I’m excited to report I get to do all the yard work now. Mow, weed eat, edge, pull weeds, dig a rose garden, you name it, it’s now my duty. Can you sense my sarcasm? This little one better appreciate the sacrifices we are doing here. I work at a computer cause I don’t want to work outside. Dammit!
I will admit, I am excited to be a dad, very scared, but honestly, it doesn’t affect me too much yet. I realize the things that are coming, that my world will be turned upside down and that I will love it, but honestly, it just looks like my wife has a really long flu and is putting on a lot of weight. Actually, that brings up an issue. I have short arms. Between our bellies, we will not be able to hug soon. I had better start losing weight.
