Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Is it the "Y" Chromosome?

I'm just wondering, what would you do in the following purely hypothetical situations?

1. You're 36 weeks pregnant and at home by yourself most of the day eating leftovers (which you cooked in the first place) and sandwiches trying your best to be frugal, and your husband comes home and refuses to take you to dinner to share a calzone that will cost all of $5? When you get mad and foul he puts on his sad puppy face and asks, "Do you still love me?". Would you just want to say, "Yes, but I'd love you more if you bought me a freakin' calzone!"?

2. He then informs you that your diaper shower to be thrown by his coworkers is scheduled for two weeks before your due date. Would you be really grateful but a little upset that you have to drag yourself up to his workplace to do the shower thing when you're that bloated and hormonal?

3. THEN...he informs you that he's volunteered your new and barely put together house for a reception for resident recruits for the following week. Would you wonder why he would do that when you're 36 weeks pregnant? Would you ask him, "Who's going to clean, cook, and host?" Would you then, in response to his answer of, "I will," say "Really?" only to have him respond, "No"?

4. Would your hormones take over and make you super paranoid when he tells you that he's going deer hunting for the first time in his life the weekend of your big church shower? Would you wonder why he would want to risk getting hurt/killed in a hunting accident when his baby is due in a few weeks?

5. Would it drive you completely nuts everytime you see the neighbors' yappy dogs chasing the squirrels and pooping in your backyard because someone still hasn't fixed the hole in the fence even after you managed to drag your enormous belly outside and nail up a fence picket that had fallen off?

6. Would you wish that, just for a day or so, he wasn't so dang precious and awesome that you could really make him pay for making you upset, worried, angry?Ugh!

One last thing, I don't cuss except the few times when it really is very appropriate. You know, dropping a food can on your toe, almost getting in a wreck, etc. The odd thing is that the closer I get to my due date, I am finding more and more appropriate times for some choice words and expressions. I think I'm going nuts and, as I understand, this is completely normal. I'll miss that excuse after Charlie's born!

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Welcome to the real world of Mars and Venus. It just took you a tad longer than most to have that wonderful adventure through Boys versus Girls Land. Although I wasn't pregnant at the time, one day your father came home and informed me we were hosting a picnic type dinner at our house for his co-workers and their families. About 30 people in all. "And what did you tell them they could bring?" I asked foolishly. Oh yes, he said, "Nothing, just yourselves. We are cooking it all." (meaning he is firing up the grill and I'm doing the rest.)I ran to the store, bought everything we needed, started to cook and had to take time out to pick Bill and Misti up from the school at midnight after they got home from a football game(in the band you know)Where was your so wonderful father? In bed sound asleep. Aren't they loving and caring and totally clueless? AMEN

Anonymous said...

Did I forget? This was a Friday night and the meal was the next day!

April Carrasco said...

I'm laughing nonstop right now! I used to say I was going to wear a shirt that said "shhh Cody" or "Cody stop there" when Ashley was pregnant, maybe I need one for Andy too. Poor girl! Maybe you should start shooting the squirrels so that the dog will stop coming over and then you can get out your stress too. Just a thought. Oh yeah, and you can cuss as you shoot.

Anonymous said...

Awww...poor siser. I wish I was there to take care of everything for you (SINCE MELO DOESN'T!). As sweet and awesome as your husband is, he's still a man. They are a bit clueless sometimes. Don't be scared to put your foot down. Tell him that you're going to hire someone to clean the house before the party and pay Connie to cook for the party if she's willing and able. Maybe that will make him think twice next time. You and Charlie can't have that kind of stress.

Ashley said...

You are a better woman than I! I would have lost it royally. Hang in there. That is too funny!

Sue said...

You're so funny! Love ya.