Preggo my Eggo Update: 31 weeks down, 9 to go. (Goats are sh*tty hairdressers.)
Friday I had my 30-week checkup together with all is well. My Sponsor is weighing inward at a hearty three pounds, 8 ounces together with everything looks great. The entirely problem: I mean value my ultrasound technician is obsessed amongst My Sponsor's balls. I instruct an ultrasound every iv to 6 weeks to monitor 2 fibroid tumors that I have. The tumors are no big deal, the Drs only similar to cash inward one's chips on an oculus on them. Well, all of the ultrasounds consequence inward a lot of babe pictures. No skillful ones, hear you, only a lot of pictures of my son's balls. I detect this really weird. Every fourth dimension nosotros go, she prints me out a film of his junk amongst the words, "It's a boy!" side past times side to them. I instruct it. He has a penis, but produce I actually demand physical proof to present to all of my friends together with family? Aren't they called "privates" for a reason? Show the lilliputian guy some mutual courtesy together with allow him convey a lilliputian privacy for his in-utero peen. Plus, what am I going to produce amongst xvi pictures of his babe balls?
Anyway. After our appt, ADD Daddy together with I spent the 24-hour interval preparing for My Sponsor. We washed clothes, washed bottles, position everything away together with redid The Quiet Contemplator's room to live on The Quiet Contemplator's/My Sponsor's room (we alive inward a two-bedroom loft together with thus they volition live on bunking up. pictures to come upwards soon.).
After all the heavy lifting on Friday, nosotros decided to convey a lilliputian fun on Saturday. We headed out to a local wild animate beingness park/petting zoo to bask the beautiful 24-hour interval together withbe attacked past times horrible, demon-seed goats feed cute lilliputian miniature goats bottles of milk. After nosotros bought our milk, The Quiet Contemplator together with I headed into the caprine animal yard. Well, nosotros were in that place early on together with thus manifestly the goats were REALLY hungry. Once nosotros got within the yard, close 50 goats hellbent on beingness the 1 to suck the sweetness milk of life from the teet of our bottle, swarmed us. I had my arm out protecting TQC from hooves to the human face upwards field 2 goats attacked me together with literally ate my hair. The goats had me past times the scalp together with were jerking me backward field I screamed, "They're eating my hair! They're eating my hair!" to the horror of all the assholes who stood some together with laughed on-looking families. By the fourth dimension my married adult man got the goats off of me, I had lost some hair. H5N1 lot of hair. I pulled out iv huge clumps from what I could detangle from all the caprine animal spit together with fifty-fifty to a greater extent than inward the lavatory later. Moral of the story: goats brand excellent henchmen sh*tty hairdressers.
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| Me at 31 weeks. You don't instruct to come across my baby's balls, sicko. |
Anyway. After our appt, ADD Daddy together with I spent the 24-hour interval preparing for My Sponsor. We washed clothes, washed bottles, position everything away together with redid The Quiet Contemplator's room to live on The Quiet Contemplator's/My Sponsor's room (we alive inward a two-bedroom loft together with thus they volition live on bunking up. pictures to come upwards soon.).
After all the heavy lifting on Friday, nosotros decided to convey a lilliputian fun on Saturday. We headed out to a local wild animate beingness park/petting zoo to bask the beautiful 24-hour interval together with