Welcome to the World, Little One!
Got some news this weekend that I wasn't expecting....but then again, I don't think the mother was expecting it, either.
I'm going to sort of be a Jet Set Aunt around year's end! The mother's not sure of the due date, but by doing the math, there could be a new little Phoenician in December.
So if there's a day when I don't update this blog, don't think I've forgotten about it. I have a bit more responsibility coming my way (backup birth coach, nursery decorator, escort to doctor appointments, and heaven knows what else!) Planning a wedding was way less complicated. There's no way to phone someone in Vegas, give them your credit card number and have them take care of it all for you when it comes to kids. At least, there's no legal way that comes to mind.
Besides, I know a little about what it's like to be pregnant when it is not a convenient time. This was long before the Tsar came into my life, back when I was with the guy known to some of my friends as "the Idiot", and to my late father as "the Jackrabbit". Yes, there's other names they use for my ex-fiance, but I'm trying to keep the profanity to a minimum. I've never forgotten how scared and alone I felt, and I often wonder what that child would have been like if I had not miscarried. ("The Idiot" was happy as hell about that....he was pressing me to have an abortion or give it up for adoption. He was all about avoiding responsibility, financial or otherwise. Thank God I didn't marry that loser!) I didn't tell anyone other than "the Idiot" and my doctor about it for years. If a woman has ever been through that, she can never forget it, no matter how many years have passed.
I know I try to keep this light and not-so-personal, and I'm sorry if I just "shared" too much.
Anyway, I know that the mother reads this blog occasionally. If she does read this post, I just want her to know that no matter what she decides, I still think she's one of the best friends I could ever have, and it's an honor to know her. I just hope I can be as good a friend to her now when she really needs it.
And if the little one ever reads this, remember.....Aunt Kory O can't wait to meet you!
I'm going to sort of be a Jet Set Aunt around year's end! The mother's not sure of the due date, but by doing the math, there could be a new little Phoenician in December.
So if there's a day when I don't update this blog, don't think I've forgotten about it. I have a bit more responsibility coming my way (backup birth coach, nursery decorator, escort to doctor appointments, and heaven knows what else!) Planning a wedding was way less complicated. There's no way to phone someone in Vegas, give them your credit card number and have them take care of it all for you when it comes to kids. At least, there's no legal way that comes to mind.
Besides, I know a little about what it's like to be pregnant when it is not a convenient time. This was long before the Tsar came into my life, back when I was with the guy known to some of my friends as "the Idiot", and to my late father as "the Jackrabbit". Yes, there's other names they use for my ex-fiance, but I'm trying to keep the profanity to a minimum. I've never forgotten how scared and alone I felt, and I often wonder what that child would have been like if I had not miscarried. ("The Idiot" was happy as hell about that....he was pressing me to have an abortion or give it up for adoption. He was all about avoiding responsibility, financial or otherwise. Thank God I didn't marry that loser!) I didn't tell anyone other than "the Idiot" and my doctor about it for years. If a woman has ever been through that, she can never forget it, no matter how many years have passed.
I know I try to keep this light and not-so-personal, and I'm sorry if I just "shared" too much.
Anyway, I know that the mother reads this blog occasionally. If she does read this post, I just want her to know that no matter what she decides, I still think she's one of the best friends I could ever have, and it's an honor to know her. I just hope I can be as good a friend to her now when she really needs it.
And if the little one ever reads this, remember.....Aunt Kory O can't wait to meet you!
posted by KoryO @ 2:56 PM
1 Comments:
At 10:21 AM,
KoryO said…
Well, I guess we're all entitled to one. ;)
I'll give him credit for one thing....he sure cured me of any attraction to morons!
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