Bug was getting into the car this morning to go to Preschool and he said, "Mommy, when is the baby going to be here?"
thankfully I had the time between closing his door and opening mine to come up with something.
He says things like this every other month or so. But now that I am pregnant. It throw me back. I wanted so desperately to tell him.
I told him, "I don't know when"...which isnt a lie. I still dont know. Even when I get a dd. I still wont know. Not with my body. I can't trust it.
I am so excited.
But I must say. I miss real coffee. I am drinking some nasty ass decaf. Oh the desperation.