We live in the ghetto. Getting the heck out of here before worm enters the scene is on the to-do list. However, it has provided us with thousands of "When we were newly married...." stories. Those are priceless. Move to the ghetto and you can have some too...
Anyhow, I thought it would be interesting to keep a log of how often the resident bums talk to me, and what they say (although the resident bums know that I'm not sympathetic and don't waste their time on me anymore, and I'm sure you can take a stab at what the rest of them say!) So, here is my first entry in the bum-log: Today a bum asked if I might have a spare cigarette to offer him. Now, do I look like a smoker to you? (Ok, I realize you can't see me, but I look like a goody two shoes who has never touched a cigarette in her life.) Furthermore, a spare cigarette. Right, like a spare tire. I don't leave home without it. Oh dear.
Definitely a different kind of worm.
Speaking of which, many have commented that worm doesn't seem to be a particularly endearing nickname. Bean and peanut are perfectly acceptable, but worm, apparently, just doesn't make you feel all warm and fuzzy. How we began calling the baby worm is a story for another day, but in the meantime I encourage you to think glow worm or cute little wormie.
And in other news, the belly has begun its lateral journey. Ben confirmed it this morning with a, "You're showing!" so it must be true. If I make it to 12 weeks without exploding, I'll commemorate with a photo.
yay for belly bumps!!!! :)
ReplyDeleteand for what it's worth, no one liked it when I called Elliott a marshmellow in the beginning. so :p on them! i think worm is adorable and fits perfectly with you, Ben and your personalities.
I need to do some shopping for maternity clothes soon, most things still fit but nothing fits very well. ;o) Have you found any good stores?
ReplyDeleteWe've been calling our little one a "blob" and no one seems to like that one either... oh well, they didn't make it, we did!! Last week, I read that ours is the size of a jumbo shrimp... so I guess we could start changing the names up a little... ;o)
Are you guys going to find out what it is (I mean, are you going to find out if it has a little worm... haha...) before it's born?
Our upstairs neighbor, who screams at Satan all day,came down and told us we're unclean, we're Jews, we're plotting against her and murder charges need to be filed. I think that Target and Old Navy have cute maternity clothes.
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