Today has been my roughest day so far. Laid around most of the morning, only to get called into work early. Thought I had it, tryna be SUPERWOMAN, boy was I wrong. Ended up leaving work early. Went to the grocery store and picked up and few things that I hoped to keep down. After regurgitating my insides twice at work, I felt weak, laid in the bottom of my shower the entire time. Yes my shower, not bath lol. Got out all squeaky clean, only to be heaving over the porcelain bowl. Tuna sandwich, cucumbers, Cheerios, nothing helped. Today I swear I threw up everything but the baby. Who has some morning sickness remedies? I heard something about lollipops at Babies R Us.
All week I’ve been feeling like shit. Today I finally mustered up the guts to pee on a baby stick. The fibers turn pink. (One of ClearBlue’s new features). I start to put the cap on and then blurted out “Oh Shit”.
Not because of the results but because the test was done in like 30 seconds. I just knew I would have time to cap it, shower, and check my results as I dry off. But the positive, plus sign popped right on up. Guess we didn’t knock on wood hard enough when anyone even implied that a baby was on the way. But now that we have our own little heir in the making we couldn’t be happier. It shows in our conversation, hugs and daily jokes. Babe even said ” Look at us being in love for real, all it took was a baby”. Smh. I definitely can’t wait for this journey, but think Ima hold off on the public service announcements for now.
Empress Mommy Cash
My luck with finding a SisterWife has been equivalent to infinity times zero. That’s right.Zero, nothing, doesn’t exist. A woman worth pleasure, joy and a good time without providing the hassle, headache or constant reminder that females are some unstable creatures, nope she’s not out there. So maybe I need another distraction. I’ve recently made a sorority paddle for one of my coworkers. My creative interest in the task was about 40/60. But it did spark conversation with my Pops about a graphic vinyl cutter. He’s looking to do car and motorcycle graphics but I could do shirts, modpodge some paddles, and who knows what else. I have to research what we need first though; cause this man will buy the first printer that looks good on Ebay.
“She’s your girlfriend not mine”
This was the line I used to excuse myself from all the relationship drama that might unfold from the naughty acts I was involved in. After always having or wanting a boyfriend, there came a time where I was ready for some fun. The “no strings attached” type of fun. And that’s when I met him.
After a few flirtatious tweets and our always hilarious interactions I was elated when I received the invite out for drinks. Drinks led to laughs. Laughs led to stories. Stories just brightened my smile. He then tells me that he has a girlfriend (like I didn’t already know), but he wants me to be his “boo” .
Once he finished telling me what these duties would consistent of, I finished my Jack and Coke and happily responded “Yes, Big Daddy.”
To be continued…