The night of the big news from the doc, we are going to a fancy dress party.. a delayed halloween crossed with valentines day party. We had a great idea, Joe will go as Chucky from the movie Childs Play and I will go as Bride of Chucky (who apparently came into the movies later). This felt very apt to us.. (background check: the week before we went to A Day on the Green and Joe got down on one knee, I said yes and we had a lovely audience of some random people on the hill who clapped and cheered us.. mind you, I had been on the tipple all day, blissfully unaware I was in the process of making a person). We agreed we wouldn't tell many people about the bun in the oven, if any at all. I had already told my best friend as well as my bro but I wasn't sure who else to tell.. we met some friends beforehand and these particular friends are quite enamored by the odd alcoholic beverage and I knew that if I said I wasn't drinking, they would either know I was up the duff or force some kind of feral shot down my throat so I decided to tell them..
I'm afraid that may have started the snowball of people knowing. My lovely Joe told one of his closest friends and due to our recent engagement (which we are also keeping quiet due to no bling yet and I don't have the patience to fend off the "where's the ring?" or "have you got the ring yet?" questions) so when people were whispering congratulations, I wasn't sure if it was about my trout in the well or the engagement.. but most of the time it was the trout or both.. I left the party early (being sober at fancy dress drinking games parties are really NO fun) to stay at mum and dads and had to tell the crew that I wasn't feeling well. Being rather partial to an alcoholic beverage myself, its going to be very hard to attend any parties, BBQ's or gatherings because all of my friends know of my occasional over-indulgence.
Oh I almost forgot.. on the way to the coast for the party, we stopped at a shopping centre to get the final touches to our costumes and I am slowly realising - I can't eat anything!!! Geez, once upon a time the food world was my oyster and now, when you're in a food court, you're lucky if you can even touch a napkin let alone eat some of that food thats been sitting there for ??? (morning sickness or no morning sickness, I don't really want to think about how long that food's been sitting there - and don't mention the "beef" on the spit at the kebab shops - I like to call it elephant leg *vom*). Then, here we are happily eating away and Joe blurts out "what are we going to do about child care or day care?" I'm like WHAT?? I'm just getting used to the idea of being an incubator and you're thinking way too far ahead, even for you darling Joe! I still don't know. We could be in Haiti next year for all I know. But he has got me thinking about it and schooling.. woooah the kid is already an imaginary teenager and its no bigger than a pinhead.. hehe "pinhead" maybe that can be its nickname? For now..
Anyway, back to the after party at mum and dads.. mum comes rushing out to hug me like she's never hugged me before.. its amazing that I have to create a human being to get over-enthusiastic suffocating hugs. As I'm falling asleep on the couch, they are firing a gazillion (yes, its a metric unit) questions at me, with a bit of what I should do thrown in.. I felt like I was on millionaire crossed with CSI without the cash incentive or Eddie Maguire (thank god).
The next morning I woke up to text messages and missed calls full of congratulations.. ahhh proud and pissy Joe on the blabber wagon. Here's that snowball I was talking about.. its nice to know he's excited and not freakin out.. bless him. And at least now he has a driver for the next however-many months (I don't think I want to type the actual number it might be).
After waking up at mums, it hits me like a bomb.. my first bout of morning sickness (woohoo another first). I find it weird that once I discover I'm with child (or pinhead) I'm all of a sudden nauseous, is it trying to tell me something? I was perfectly fine 2 days ago when I didn't know.. is someone watching saying (in booming god-like voice) "I'll make them think twice about expanding the human race, I'll make them as sick as hell, just to make sure they are completely on board with this". Trust me dude, the idea of pushing a watermelon out the size of a pea hole is enough to put us off if we aren't completely sure.
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