Monday, April 2, 2007, 3:20 A.M.
Dear Journal,
It's official. I'm pregnant. And you know what? I'm completely okay with it. I talked to Tim, and he's actually excited. Which is good, considering I thought he'd start freaking out about it. I guess Mystique was right, though; he really does love me.
But there's something he said about cat litter, and how it's not good for pregnant women to be around it too much. I looked it up online, and, yes, over-exposure to cat litter can be bad for the baby, but only if exposed to more than frequently. So, in lament's terms, the good news is that I can still stay in Tim's room. The bad news is, I can't take obsessively long, hot, luxuriating bubble baths in there for the next nine months. But, I figure I can live without a few three hour long baths, right?
Well, anyway, I guess I better get something to settle my stomach and get back to bed.
Sincerely,
Phoebe
It's official. I'm pregnant. And you know what? I'm completely okay with it. I talked to Tim, and he's actually excited. Which is good, considering I thought he'd start freaking out about it. I guess Mystique was right, though; he really does love me.
But there's something he said about cat litter, and how it's not good for pregnant women to be around it too much. I looked it up online, and, yes, over-exposure to cat litter can be bad for the baby, but only if exposed to more than frequently. So, in lament's terms, the good news is that I can still stay in Tim's room. The bad news is, I can't take obsessively long, hot, luxuriating bubble baths in there for the next nine months. But, I figure I can live without a few three hour long baths, right?
Well, anyway, I guess I better get something to settle my stomach and get back to bed.
Sincerely,
Phoebe