Dec 05, 2005 08:15
"AYAN MISIS O! HAMBURGER SHAPE SIYA!"
context: i'm lying on my back, belly bared and smeared with gel. standing over me is a petite lady, rubbing me with a white contraption, back and forth. dave is off to one side, eyes glued on the scene unfolding, i wouldn't be surprised if he is sweating in anticipation. whispers of "bukaka ka nga, please" reverberate within the small room.
so i had my ultrasound last saturday. *big grin*
i knew there was a reason behind us not being able to find a boy's name.
dave's well pleased.
and she's got her mother's attitude.
one of my first memories of my daughter will be of her giving the doctor the finger from inside my womb.