I've got about six phone calls that I need to return to friends and family. You see, I have set periods where I feel like having phone conversations. They tend to be very short windows during the day right after my morning tea and before I turn catatonic around lunchtime.
So, when a bunch of people call me on the same day, I start thinking the fates are conspiring against me. Generally I prioritize my calls by listening to my voicemail, seeing who wants something, and calling them last.
I think most people are calling me now because they have some sick curiosity about the pregnancy. NOBODY I know has seen me this pregnant. In fact, the last time a friend saw me was when I was about five months. I could easily hide a tummy bulge with a baggy t-shirt and well-formed slouch. My grandma hasn't seen me since around month 4, at which point my mother had informed me that I was "carrying in the back." (Like hell if I was going to parade around and be insulted after that.) I last saw my mother-in-law back during that whole morning sickness marathon...I guess sometime during month three.
Anyhow, they all know I'm fixin' to evict this kid any day now so they're trying to get their last conversations in to make sure that when he is born, they'll be amongst the first to be notified.
I'll start with returning grandma's call. She bought me stuff.
Posted by Tiffany at November 3, 2006 09:15 AM | TrackBack