Since nothing super exciting has happened this week, I thought I would post some of the funny things people (mostly my husband) have said about my pregnancy thus far.
After I told my best friend Sarah I was pregnant, I received a beautiful bouquet of yellow roses with a card that said, "Congratulations on being irresponsible with your contraception. I can't wait to be Aunt Sarah!" Isn't she so sweet?!
Sarah's husband Matt, who is one of Justin's best friends responded to the announcement with, "Congratulations?" We responded that it was a good thing and he says, "So...we have a DD for like a year!"
In the middle of the night, I got up for the millionth time to go to the bathroom and Justin rolls over and says, "I feel so bad for you." I don't even think he was awake.
About three months in to the pregnancy, Justin says, "So, when is baby #2 gunna happen?" To which I responded, "Ummm.....can I just get through this one first?"
After changing the litter box, Justin looks at me and says, "I think you're making up the whole not being allowed to change the litter. I bet you just don't want to do it."
I am an avid Michael Jackson fan and when Justin caught me listening to Thriller while cooking, he says, "I do not want that to be our baby's comfort song!" So, he blasts Carly Rae Jepsen's Call Me Maybe and sings it loudly instead. Real classy alternative! At least mine is a classic. And little does he know that Michael Jackson is almost every song on my shower mix and the ringtone on my cell when Justin calls.
My brother had his first hangover and in his cranky state says, "Why does everyone care how Katie feels and what she wants? Why does no one care about me!?" He compared pregnancy to a hangover....not the same!
On our way out to California we stopped to get some food and Justin hands me my giant cup at the soda fountain and as I move toward the Coke button he says, "This is a large cup. Make a good choice please." Those words plus the judging stink eye guided me (pouting) over to the caffeine free lemonade instead. Apparently, 12 hours in a hot car does not warrant some caffeine.
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