If you are reading this you may have wondered in the past if we were ever going to have kids and now that you know the real story (or maybe you don't, see posts 1 & 2), you may wonder why I didn't tell you what was going on. Making a short story short, responding to questions about kids in one of the following ways was so much easier and funnier than telling people what was really going on:
- "OMG, why would I want one of those smelly noisy little shits"
- "it might ruin my best auntie ever status"
- "they don't pack well in a suitcase"
- "you need to feed them every day, right?"
But just like Napoleon's chapped lips, every new joke made my heart start to hurt real bad so we started to tell people gradually....and my heart has started to feel a little less hurty.
The best part of telling people is now I can stop lying about why I am not drinking at social events (unless of course I am drinking)....I can just be real and let inquisitive minds know that I spend a good portion of my year allowing peeps to prod my lady parts in effort to help us make a little Toomey and that little Toomey doesn't like wine...yet.
**Disclaimer: When I say we have told people gradually, I mean like 1 new person/month so if this blog is how you are finding out, you are definitely in the majority.
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