So we found out that we are having a boy. I wasn't surprised since it was just a feeling I had. And I don't often get my way so I just knew it was going to be a boy. When the ultrasound lady told us I'm pretty sure she thought we were the worst parents ever as we had no reaction. Nope, none. We both just sat there with nothing to say. Joe just gave me a look as if to say, "sorry." And as we were checking out the receptionist said, "you really wanted a girl didn't you?" Was I horribly disappointed? Yes. I'd say it ranks as one of the big let down moments of my life.
That being said. Does that mean I'm disappointed now and don't love him?? No. A lot of people tried to make me feel like an asshole for just being honest. The first couple days I was sad but now I'm over it and can't wait to meet him. I feel I should explain why I wanted a girl so bad.
The first being that I have bias againts the male gender. They suck. 98% of them are slimy dirty disgusting pigs. If I hadn't met Joe I would have settled into a long life of spinsterhood simply because I can't stand most of them. But more importantly my due date is May 2nd. My Grandma Mae's birthday was May 1st. And if we had a girl her middle name would have been Mae. How perfect would it have been if she had been born on the first? I also have lots of things that were my moms that I played with (baby cradles etc) that I would have loved to pass down to her. I also had a bedroom theme picked out already. There were boy bedroom themes that were cute but nothing I really loved. My girl theme would have been hello kitty. My theme for Grayson is one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish from Dr. Seuss.
I also talked to many other mothers who felt the same way when not getting the gender they want so at least I know I'm not alone. I've also heard lots of people say that boys are so much easier and better and less drama. I guess I don't really see this as I grew up in a house where the boys were always causing drama and treating my mom like shit. So another reason having a boy stressed me out. But let's move on to other topics for awhile.
My biggest guilty pleasure is back on the air and I couldn't be more excited! Yep, Rupaul's drag race! For as long as I can remember I've had a fascination with drag queens. They just make the world more fun and sparkly. I don't have cable so I have to watch it on the internet after it initially airs. My friend Haley who lives in Ocean Shores is also a super fan. So whenever we watch we always text the other one. There are also many styles of drag. Campy, glamour, androgynous, and fishy. Fishy is when a queen is very pretty and can easily be mistaken for a real women. This is a pic of Tatianna from season 2.
This picture is hard to see but she's beautiful. And I'd kill for those legs. I was going to put up more but I hate putting pictures on here because it's a pain in the ass.
Alright I'll get back to baby stuff I guess. Binkis also know as pacifiers. I hate them. I guess I should say I hate them in the mouths of children that are too old for them. They are meant for infants not toddlers. Whenever I see a toddler with one I want to smack it out of their mouth. For God's sake people if your child is walking and almost talking take it away!!! You're making them look ridiculous. Actually they look stupid in infants too but more stupid with a toddler.
Then there's the topic of nursing. I personally find it disgusting and just weird. I have no desire to pump any liquid out of my body with a machine. Nor do I feel like whipping my breast out for my child. I can't get down with it. As soon as you say that you don't want to nurse the bandwagon is upon you telling you all the reasons you're a bad person if you don't. So I have decided that I will try it. My initial reasons being purely selfish though. It's free and it burns calories. But only for 6 months at the very most. I don't get people that nurse forever. It's sick really. If your kid has teeth....STOP!!!! It's not right. And if they're over a year old you're a freak. Like the binki it's for infants, not toddlers.
Let's see...there's really not a whole let of other things going on in my life. I've been sick for the last month is seems, so I haven't really left the house much. I plan on doing a blog about the before and after of getting Grayson's room finished. I have before pictures but no after yet.
The other day my mom and I were talking about my due date. She said that hopefully he won't come on May 12th. Which is the day that Rick passed away. I can't believe it has been almost a year already. So I have decided to take this moment and share a couple of my favorite Rick stories.
I'm not sure how old I was at the time, I'll guess about middle school age. Rick was trying to make something with the hand mixer but it wasn't working properly. In his frustration he got pissed off and screamed, "This worthless piece of shit!!!" Then he threw it out the kitchen window. It was winter time so it was cold and we had snow on the ground. All of us kids thought it was hilarious and started laughing. I don't remember if my mom laughed right away or was too in shock over what just happened. Anyway, so months later my step sister and I were playing in the backyard and were going to fill up water balloons. As we went to the hose we found the hand mixer in the rocks. We then remembered the above incident and became hysterical with laughter. We brought it in the house and everyone was soon dieing of laughing so hard too.
This next one isn't quite as funny but still makes me laugh. We were driving home from somewhere. I think it was just Rick, mom and myself. There was this girl about 12 riding her bike really slow in the middle of the road. Rick of course slowed down. Well she looked back and saw the car but made no effort to get out of the way. She just rode her bike at a snail's pace. Rick then got irritated and drove around her while yelling, "Get out of the road you dumb cunt!!!"
Ahh memories.... And with that I think I'll leave you. Till next time friends.
Damn u got alot of issues, and what sounds like a pretty volatile and fucked up childhood. You should consider counseling. On the topic of child bearing and raising, you really shouldn't judge till you've done it, the binki thing usually comes from a parents lack of conviction and patience. Im curious to see how you feel in a year when your kid is screaming and crying because you wont give him his pacifier
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