dear when i get up again diary,
well i have to get up early for the second day in a row. it almost killed me to death to get up by two minutes after eleven yesterday, but that is what time i had my alarm set. i went pee and got right in the tub- but i didn't pee right in the tub, so make sure you read that right, cuz that's where i scrub the mess out of my hair and body- in the tub. so i don't pee there wouldn't unless it's an emergency or an accident, which i haven't had yet, but i ain't sayin i wont ever. i noticed the hair on my legs starting to sparkle as it was growing in, but i paid it no attention- the clock was ticking you know- no time for that shit. i'll prolly do that bullshit later today- iffin i feel like it. if not- oh well. i keep trying to call myself grandma to get used to it, i even told william i was going to "pop him in the head like i was going to his baby," and OMFG you should have seen his face, it brought tears to my eyes, i promised not to ever, "pop the little fucker ANY harder than i popped him," so he said that was fine. ahahhahha. i was crying harder after that. all he talks about is how the pregnancy makes him, "fat," and have, "funny dreams," and i swear i've heard the word 'pregnancy' three thousand eight hundred times since he rolled in the door friday. sometimes i wonder which one of them is pregnant... him or her. just so it ain't fucking me.
well i have to get up early for the second day in a row. it almost killed me to death to get up by two minutes after eleven yesterday, but that is what time i had my alarm set. i went pee and got right in the tub- but i didn't pee right in the tub, so make sure you read that right, cuz that's where i scrub the mess out of my hair and body- in the tub. so i don't pee there wouldn't unless it's an emergency or an accident, which i haven't had yet, but i ain't sayin i wont ever. i noticed the hair on my legs starting to sparkle as it was growing in, but i paid it no attention- the clock was ticking you know- no time for that shit. i'll prolly do that bullshit later today- iffin i feel like it. if not- oh well. i keep trying to call myself grandma to get used to it, i even told william i was going to "pop him in the head like i was going to his baby," and OMFG you should have seen his face, it brought tears to my eyes, i promised not to ever, "pop the little fucker ANY harder than i popped him," so he said that was fine. ahahhahha. i was crying harder after that. all he talks about is how the pregnancy makes him, "fat," and have, "funny dreams," and i swear i've heard the word 'pregnancy' three thousand eight hundred times since he rolled in the door friday. sometimes i wonder which one of them is pregnant... him or her. just so it ain't fucking me.
