On boxing day a parent friend of my, lamented on their plan versus what I had in mind for my boxing day 😉 A body scrub and massage in the morning, a movie and tea with other non-parent friends in the afternoon and dinner with single girls at night. Yes, a non-parent can do just that … anything they basically want … especially when the non-parent’s other half is half way across the world 😉
And don’t get me wrong, I’m very grateful for it and am milking it for all it’s worth right now 🙂 That said … I would be equally, if not more happy with a little angel waking me up early in the morning, needing to be fed, making plans to go to the park or the beach or the zoo or anywhere, putting them down for a nap, even cleaning up messes and feeling tired all the time :p I do, I so do want to do the whole parenting thing but as life would have it … especially mine, it looks like it’s not happening. Not yet anyway.
So here’s me making the most of my non-parent lifestyle … because Lord knows, the minute I become a parent … I suspect my life as I know it will change for all eternity 🙂 For one, this blog will no longer be about me but about my little one … that is IF I will still have the time to blog :p Meanwhile, I’ll be making an event out of being a non-parent and keeping hoping 😉
So little angel of mine, wherever you are, I can’t wait to eventually meet you and make an event out of YOUR life 🙂
P/S: To all my friends who are reading this, NO, I am not pregnant, not even close … I’m just hoping and will still live off my baby needs from YOUR angels 😉
Carlene's Weeklies 
You would make a wonderful mom! Then, you can blog from your iphone! 😛
I’ve not even popped and my life as i knew it has all but dissipated. It’s really like carrying a watermelon around, 24×7, and you cannot put it down no matter what. 1st trimester was torture (the toilet bowl was my best friend since i kept throwing up), was on bed rest for a couple of occasions (and completely bored out of my skull). Now that i’m in the later part of 2nd trimester, i already have problems wearing my undies / pants (cannot lift my legs that high), i have to depend on hubby to trim my toenails, i cannot shop for as long and must keep taking frequent breaks (heck, i can barely carry my shopping bags), i keep waking up throughout the night because i have to pee / because i feel hot / because i’m breathless / because for whatever reason i just cannot sleep, i’ve gone up one shoe size due to water retention (so maybe the shoes i buy while pregnant, i’ll no longer be able to wear post pregnancy), my skin has deteriorated……….and i’m always worried about the baby. If he kicks less than usual, i’m worried. If i feel slight pain in the tummy, i’m worried. If i put on more weight than recommended, i’m worried. Phew, i’m aging prematurely. And to date, i’ve never changed a dirty diaper, burped a baby, or even carried one.
Despite all that, i can’t wait to see what Little Bean looks like. If he takes after my hubby, then he’ll be real cute and active. It’ll be like having a big monkey and a baby monkey at home to rile me up.
Oh carl, I just can’t wait for you to get your angels!!!!!! Can’t wait for Aaron to get his a*%# back here! One more point to add to late night prayers. 🙂
Yes, let’s all pray and hopefully next this time I’ll have no time and be only blogging form my iPhone 🙂
Lainey, I’m so amazingly proud of you 🙂 I’m sure, your little one will be a perfect blend of the both of you!!!