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Quick 'Un
Posted some photos – my camera does not handle low light very well. You can see the very stunning cancer survivor Sarai, in a bright pink top, sporting her newly re-sprouting hair (I think she should keep it that short, she rocks the buzz cut!). I also included a couple of tummy shots, it’s growing already and I ain’t even in trimester 2 yet. I have been approached by 3 little kids lately, all kids I know. Here is a sample conversation: "Miss Gill, are you pregnant?" they ask, patting their little hands on my belly. "Yes, honey, there’s a baby in there." "How’d it get in there,…
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I Wonder . . . When I’ll Get to Meet Him
Most Wonder Women readers will already know that G Love is about to become Mama G. In about 6 months or so, the evil creature that has been wreaking havoc on her system for the past couple of months will eject her body in a horrifying way (it’s natural, women have been doing it for years, um yeah does this ever make anybody feel better?) And she and Darlin’ll get to meet their kid. For the moment, we call the kid a him. We don’t know what he is. I mean, he’s obviously a human, unless my dream of giving birth to a martini glass comes true (pregnancy = dreams…
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Some Things Never Change
1. I still love mashed potatoes. In fact, I just had some at 9:30 this morning. Hey, the nurse said whatever I can choke down, I can eat. Mashed potatoes always sound good, even for breakfast.2. I still laugh at pirate jokes. Q: What did the pirate say to the newborn? A: Aaaarrrrgh. (Is that funny? Yes. Anything with the word Aaaarrrggh in it is funny.)3. That’s all I can think of. I did think of another change in my life – and that’s the Girls. Helloooo, Girls. Why, you’ve never rubbed up against my inner arms before, that’s quite a strange sensation! I can no longer hold one of…
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It's 9:00, Time for Bed
A List of Changes Recently Made in "My" Lifesubtitled, The Takeover of the Imp 1. It’s 9:00 pm. I’ve been home for half an hour. Time for bed.2. Virgil is desperate to go out and pee. He is woofing at me softly from his crate. I ignore him, because it’s time for bed. Bed time is like a freight train of sleepiness in my mind- there is no stopping it. If the house is on fire, I will take the comforter and pillows out into the grass and make myself a nest, but I will be asleep before 9:30 pm.3. I hate eating. I hate not eating.4. Gym? What gym?5.…
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The News
Let’s look over some snippets from The Reluctant Grownup & I Wonder Women archives, circa late summer 2007, now known as “The Blissful Season of Ignorance.” July 23 – Muffaletta (I don’t know why I started calling my cat that, but I do) needs a little brother July 26 – Virgo is a barren sign – Virgo Hath the name of the barren Signe, for Mayds of themselves produce no Births &c. August 21 – despite my thrice a week gym regimen + long run on weekends + two mile evening walks + no beer or alcohol during the week (unless it’s an EMERGENCY,) I’m still getting fatter. The scale…