i suck, i know! if blogging gave out citations for not blogging i’d be in prison for unpaid fines. but i have a good excuse. you’ll laugh when you hear the story. and then we’ll be best friends again only until i go another month without writing and then you’ll call me drunk and want to break up.

you see i’ve been busy making this:

The Manatee!

yes sirree bob, we are expecting a blob. a baby blob to be more exact. we call it The Manatee! and yes, with that annoying exclamation point. kind of like killer tomatoes! the punctuation really isn’t necessary but it sure does make an impact. as of the date of the ultrasound i was 6 weeks, 4 days and the The Manatee! was measuring 6 weeks, 1 day. we saw it’s little heartbeat pump, pump, pumping away and by god it was gorgeous. i cried, kev cried, the ultrasound technician rolled her eyes, it was a magic moment. our due date is march 14th and i have promised my dad i won’t ruin his st. patrick’s day by doing anything silly like pushing a human out of my hoo-haw.

holy shit, i’m pregnant.