Well, as I posted earlier, my daughter is preggy. She is due in September. September 11 to be exact. I feel, somewhere deep in my gut that I should somehow be concerned about what the due date says but then I realize that this is my daughter and as such, this child will most likely prefer to hang out in her womb, rather than come out. I say this because when I was pregnant with my daughter, I was actually trying to bargain with her and bribe her to come out since she was past her due date.
So I have to throw her a baby shower and she wants my mom to be there. I have not spoken to my mother for over a year, and with good reason...she is a toxic person and I am considerably lucky that I have grown to become a stable member of society.
I will be having the baby shower at my friends restaurant where there is a bar. I am going to have to assure that they have vodka and whisky.
A blog documenting my life, school, family, work and my conversion process. This should be fun.
