One of those days

Aug 10, 2009 14:32

Andy had a really bad day at work. Alcoholic pregnant woman, went into premature labor. His ambulance got called out by her equally as drunk friend. By the time they got there, she was so drunk she was paraletic, and had given birth to a dead baby. And I thought I was a bad mother...

I'm trying to give him some space. It's hard seeing him try to switch off after jobs like that, but I get it. No matter how hard you try, you can never completely leave your work behind.

So, ultrasound #1 of sprog #2.




Jimbo says that's a penis. Jimbo is a dickhead, so no one can blame him for making judgements like that. I don't doubt if I spawned a member of the male species he would be well-endowed, but come on. That's nearly as big as the head. I probably should be thinking about wedding plans, but I can't stop looking at the rugrat-to-be. This is my second time around but my brain still struggles to accept that a round of hot sex can create something like this. Or maybe more than one round.

Everything feels so surreal right now, but surreal is better than fucked up, right? And I still can't shake this urge to go back to work. I must be fucking nuts.

I still hate being pregnant. With a fucking vengeance.

[arc] maternal instinct, [entry] random, [arc] committment

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