And One More Makes Four!

Yes, it is time to confirm the worst kept secret in history, Nikos is going to be a big brother sometime around next March. Wahoo! I am sure most of you know this already either from a) my big mouth b) my lack of drinking in recent blog posts (yes Jack, my shot in the luge was oj while Mel had tequila) or c) the sudden - and if I may say so not entirely welcome - appearance of my belly. (WHAT?!)

I am 12 weeks along and one of the reasons that this blog has been so pathetically updated is the fact that, in the spirit of the Olympics, I have decided to take on a new sport - puking! Yes, I think that I am going to medal in this one - I am a sure thing for the gold (if only because Melanie isn't pregnant at the same time I am.) Yes, I now, sadly, have my favorite place to puke at bart (stay away from the bushes by the elevator), my favorite place to puke in the city (sorry MCM coworkers, for taking over the handicap stall -- and hypothetically running over a few members of the Performance team on my way there last week) and then of course car trips have seen me put inventive uses to Safeway bags (and at times Starbucks cups.) Thank goodness I learned my lesson at Robin's bachelorette party (much to the detriment of everyone else in the limo) and haven't tried puking into any Crystal Geyser bottles. Of course, desperate times call for desperate measures so I am not making any promises.

For everyone's amusement, I thought I would share a few of the comments I have received for this pregnancy.

"AGAIN?" Let me just say that the kids will be 21 months apart so it is not like I am pulling a Britney Spears or anything. This was said to me by one of Mel's friends at the gangsta party, so of course, my response was "I'm Melanie's sister, what did you expect?"

"Aww look, your little belly is popping out." Let me just point out that a) it was my boss who said this and b) I WAS EIGHT WEEKS PREGNANT. I told her no one liked to hear this statement and that in fact I was going to say it to her next time I saw her eating Mexican food for lunch.

"At least you already look a little pregnant so people don't think you are puking because you have been boozing." This is when I was 11 weeks pregnant, so I guess I should have expected it considering the fact that it was three weeks after my little belly started popping out.

"Do you think your face is going to swell up as much as it did last time?" The only thing stopping me from stabbing this person in the eye with a fork was the fact that I had to puke so I had to get up and run to the bathroom. Lucky coworker.

Alright, I am getting ready to head to EBHH. Hopefully the bartenders there (Jeff and Sarah) will make me some fun NA drinks.

I will close this post by thanking Jen Martin for the fact that these two children will be so close together. May you not suffer any guilt since you know that you will be my first phone call when I want to tear my hair out.