Friday, September 29, 2017

What baby?

Last night Andrew formally admitted that he hardly gets a chance to think about our impending addition during the day and when he gets home he's always a little surprised to see me waddling around, large with child. Like, "Oh, yeah! She's pregnant!"

I've suspected as much for quite some time now. Most telling was one evening a few weeks ago when I was shopping online for a new car seat. Both Andrew and I were in the office (he was working; I was shopping...obviously) so when I'd mostly made up my mind I asked him his opinion.

"I'm just going to go ahead and get another car seat like Zoë's because I know I like it. It's not an infant seat but it says 5 lbs. and up, and I never carry around my babies in their car seats anyway, so it feels like a waste of money to get one of those to use for a year when we can just get a convertible car seat and use it for several years, ya know? So, what do you think—blue or grey?"

"Do we need an extra car seat?" Andrew replied, slightly distracted. "I guess that's a good idea if, like, Zoë's car seat isn't around and we need to take her somewhere in another vehicle or..."

"Honey," I said in a chastising tone, glaring at the back of his head.

He turned around in his chair to face me.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"I'm not getting an extra car seat. I'm getting a car seat for the new baby..."

"Oh, yeah!" he gasped. ""

Good recovery.

Unfortunately the same thing happened a few days later when I asked him to pull out the bin of baby clothes.

"Why?" he asked.

"So I can wash them..."

"Why...would you...wash them?"

"Sweetie! Next month! We are having a baby next month!"


In his defence, he's had a lot on his mind the past 35 weeks, what with finishing his dissertation and moving across the country and starting a new job. You could say he's been under a little bit of stress.

Obviously this baby weighs a lot more heavily on my mind (and, you know, a few other choice body parts I could mention). Still, in spite of having had my most extreme morning sickness ever and being diagnosed with gestational diabetes so early (18 weeks!) and having gone to the doctor weekly since the beginning of June...even I have had so much else on my mind that it's hard to believe we have a baby coming next month.

Next. Month. Guys.

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