Well, as you can tell, I'm not much of a blogger. A month and a half between posts is a bit much. I'll try to get better. This is a follow-up to Ashley's earlier post.
I gotta pee??? That's an understatement! I don't know how it works, but she drinks 12 ounces and pees 48??? If she was drinking beer I'd understand. But water and fruit juice? Makes no sense.
It goes something like this. I gotta pee. Man, I've really gotta pee. No, hold up, I've gotta pee NOW! Man! How many times can one person pee in a day? We're about to find out.
As for this name thing. Easy? Well, kinda. Decided? Maybe. But if you know Ashley we'll be deciding, re-deciding, assessing, and re-assessing names until these babies are born. Hey, it's what we do. In the end, though, they'll have meaningful names tied to a heritage of good, family oriented people. That's what counts.
Oh, and the gender thing. Well, as cliché as it sounds, we truly just want two healthy children. But, I am concerned about having two girls. Not concerned for the girls, but for Ashley. You see, when I meet Ashley she did not even own a dress. Jeans? Check! T-shirts? Check! Cowboy boots? Check! Work clothes (and I mean industrial strength work clothes)? Check! Work boots? Check! Batman shirt? Check!
Dresses, skirts, heels, frilly/girly things? Notta! You can count on one hand (maybe two) the number of times I've seen this girl in make-up.
I'm afraid if girls pop out she's gonna say, "AAAAHHHH, put 'em back!". We'll deal with that when the time comes.
Boys? We got this!
Regardless of gender, these kids are going to experience life and nature and all of God's creation, and pursue their passions and dreams without inhibitions. I hope this involves hammocks, tents, backpacks, campfires, bicycles, Volkswagen vans.......
As for her sickness and nausea, I hate to say, for the most part, I am not there for her. See, she works 6 and 7 days a week and deals with it while building nuclear powered submarines. Yes, she's badass! Excuse my French. When she is with me, though, I hope being wrapped in my arms is better than eating. If not, I shall cook.
And finally, the physiological changes that My Love is experiencing. I'll start by saying that she is truly glowing. I think that comes with being an awesome person, excited about the opportunity to influence two young lives.
Then there's the belly. Well, My Love has always had a bit of a pudge. It's just a little more pronounce right now. Along with other things. I'll just leave it at that and be thankful for drawstrings and elastic.
I will touch on one last thing, though. The boobs! Hear this! Ashley Bouguet-Maxey is overflowing an A-cup. Nuff said!
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