It's something I've thought about a lot since I got pregnant with Adelaide. Becoming the mother of a sweet little girl is bound to have you thinking about it. Daydreaming, wondering, hoping... Is it a prerequisite? You have a baby girl and immediately sign an invisible contract your mind swearing that you will give this next big moment its due thought and consideration? You think of the impact it could have on her life. You hope beyond hope she'll be happy...
Are you wondering if I'm pregnant? Are you holding my hand as I lead you down that path? I have to admit, that is what I was trying to do. Mean, mean Nikki...
Now are you wondering if this is just a big trick? Are you all like, "WTF Nikki? What are talking about? Are you pregnant or not? Why are dragging this out? You better not be announcing you're pregnant on your blog."
C'mon, would I do that?? What would be worse? Announcing I was pregnant on my blog, or leading you to believe I was pregnant and then pulling the rug out from under you while cackling like a crazy person at the fact that I tricked you? And then drug it out for a reeeeeeeeeally loooooooong time?
I'll just get on with it then, eh? Put you out of your misery. Share my big news...
It's the moment all Barbie-lover-turned-Mommy's have daydreamed of... The day when she can pull out the giant tub of Barbie dolls and accessories, blow off the dust that has accumulated over many years, and dive back into a world that she hasn't visited in a long, long time. And this time, she gets to do it with her own little girl by her side. It's the world of Barbies guys. I'm not pregnant, but I am once again living in the world of Barbies. And it feels good. A lot better than the first trimester of pregnancy :)
Did I just do a cruel thing? Cruel, but funny :)
