My sister Katy is pregnant! I have been wanting to be an Auntie and The Robersons (pictured right) have made that dream come true!
What makes it even more exciting is that her due date is November 18th, which is the day before my 27th birthday! So pretty much this baby is the best birthday present ever. It's gonna be hard for my husband to find anything at Target to top that.
So all of this baby talk has gotten me thinking about a variety of topics. This of course is dangerous, because I get all worked up over nothing. My main focus has been natural childbirth.
As I have thought about my future child birthing options I have come to one important conclusion: Drugs are necessary!
The idea of natural childbirth is appealing to my inner hippie. I can imagine the dramatic scene of a laboring woman drawing nigh unto death to bring a baby into this world. I see her husband watching in awe and praising her strength.
However, I just don't do pain well. It's not a good look for me. So I decided that hey no one has to know I got an epidural. I can keep that a secret, right?!
I can't have Matt thinking I'm a wimp. So for my plan to work I will have to scream and carry on like I'm in pain.
That's right people, I am going to fake childbirth pain. Just don't tell my husband.
(Just kidding, he already knows, cause I have a big mouth. I'm just counting on his forgetfulness).
P.S. I was curious about what our future baby could possibly look like. Thanks to the Internet we have the following picture to share:
What makes it even more exciting is that her due date is November 18th, which is the day before my 27th birthday! So pretty much this baby is the best birthday present ever. It's gonna be hard for my husband to find anything at Target to top that.
So all of this baby talk has gotten me thinking about a variety of topics. This of course is dangerous, because I get all worked up over nothing. My main focus has been natural childbirth.
As I have thought about my future child birthing options I have come to one important conclusion: Drugs are necessary!
The idea of natural childbirth is appealing to my inner hippie. I can imagine the dramatic scene of a laboring woman drawing nigh unto death to bring a baby into this world. I see her husband watching in awe and praising her strength.
However, I just don't do pain well. It's not a good look for me. So I decided that hey no one has to know I got an epidural. I can keep that a secret, right?!
I can't have Matt thinking I'm a wimp. So for my plan to work I will have to scream and carry on like I'm in pain.
That's right people, I am going to fake childbirth pain. Just don't tell my husband.
(Just kidding, he already knows, cause I have a big mouth. I'm just counting on his forgetfulness).
P.S. I was curious about what our future baby could possibly look like. Thanks to the Internet we have the following picture to share:
Not cute.
Bless our future baby's heart. Bless him with better looks.
So now you know.
