Awake.
Seems like I am always awake in the dark.
All alone.
Thinking.
I have been doing a lot of thinking.
Thinking about change.
Thinking about what comes next.
I am bad at change, and even though this is a change I want to make . . . I am terrified.
I have a long history of screwing things up.
Badly.
I want to get this right.
My mind is racing.
My heart is racing.
Reaching for dreams is difficult.
Believing that dreams come true is difficult.
Believing in myself is difficult.
I want to wake Mark, but it can wait until morning.
I know Mark would agree that this can wait until morning.
Fuck it.
“Hey, Mark?”
“Uuuhhhh.”
“Wake up, babe.”
“What?”
“Are you awake?”
“Kind of.”
“Wake up, babe. I need to talk to you.”
“What?”
“Are you awake?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“YES.”
“OK, guess what?”
“Kris, you cannot wake me up to play guessing games.”
“Soorrrrry. I just thought you would want to know that I am pregnant.”
“Really?”
“OK, that’s annoying. Why would I lie?”
He reaches to hug me, “That’s great! I love you.”
A few minutes of silence . . . in which I slowly realize that he is falling asleep again.
Annoying.
“Seriously, babe? I just told you I am pregnant! Aren’t you excited?”
“Yes, I am excited. I am also tired. You will still be pregnant tomorrow, right?”
“Yes.”
“OK, then. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
“Hmmmph. Love you, annoying narcoleptic man.”
“Love you too, Kris.”
And then I am awake.
Seems like I am always awake in the dark.
But now?
I am not alone.
Thank you, Maj.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday Maj!
She had an amazing birthday.
Thank you!
Hugs to you. Great change. Even funnier to read next to my own “annoying narcoleptic man”
Mark is useless in the middle of the night.
Just useless.
Wait?
Are you serious?
You just brightened my evening!
Ohhhhhhh.
Wait.
I get it.
Cause I thought that you were saying that. . .
Never mind.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAJ!
Hee hee!
You crack me all the fuck up.
I AM 45 AND ALL DONE WITH BABIES.
Silly you.
Hee hee!
It had me going too! lol
Oh good lord.
Silly people.
i thought the same, and gasped for you! i am all done with babies, too, and the thought of going back makes me nauseous. lol.
happy birthday maj! it’s a pleasure getting to watch you grow up through your mama’s eyes!
Yeah, the thought of being pregnant again?
Of doing the baby part again?
EXHAUSTED just thinking about it.
EXHAUSTED.
Happy Birthday, Maj!
(And, Kris, you’re a punk.)
Sassy you.
I am not.
You are too. I was getting all excited for you until I got to the bottom, Punk.
People, people, people.
I am not having any more babies.
Silly people.
Awww happy birthday Maj!
She says thank you.
She vetoed the post I was going to put up.
It was funny but embarrassing.
Ahem.
She is standing here to verify that I obeyed her orders.
Snort!
Wow did you get her a new whip for her birthday? Haha
She keeps her disciplinary tool closer at hand.
Her mind and her words.
Someone out there is a lucky lucky boy waiting to be in love with Maj.
Snort!
Happy Birthday Maj! Love you Kris!
Awwww . . .
Thank you on both counts!
Happy Birthday Maj! Young Lady of Mirth & Frustration. :)
That is an awesome title!
Happy Birthday Maj, and what a milestone birthday it is!
I know!
One last year before teenager-hood.
Good lord.
Well, like I said before: your empathy & perceptiveness & sensitivity will get you and her through this! I’m sure you’re going to be very proud of this little lady!
BTW, I just realized how annoying that comment is. At least I tend to find it annoying when people tell me I’ll be fine/do great, because I always do great/fine. Somehow I do not find that helpful. Hah!
Ruby -
So now you are telling me I am NOT empathetic and perceptive and sensitive?
Annoying.
Hee hee!
This perspective has made me teary.
Happy Birthday.
Thank you.
A few tears here as well.
Ok.. I’m also a bit of a dum dum then because I got a little lump in my throat. Then I thought, what a crappy gift for Maj:)
Happy birthday Maj!
Oh my god, people.
It’s Maj’s birthday.
If I was pregnant (and I soooo am not), I would never announce that fact on her birthday!
She would fucking kill me!
She so would.
Hehe kinda funny though right?
It would have been funny.
After the death, I mean.
happy birthday to maj.. and what a great story :)
Aww. . . thank you, Frelle.
Thanks very much.
Aw, I will try to express my congratulations in an appropriately formal way…
Dear Miss Maj,
Felicitations on your natal day festivities, with fondest hopes that they may be the most festive in all the land, and feature copious jello-trapped frog favors,
MKP
MKP -
I just read that aloud to Maj, and she says to tell you that more people should speak like that.
Hee hee!
Love that wordy girl.
Kris
bahaha – she would get along well with Gigantor (my oversized baby brother). He’s the kid who went to Versailles, looked around and said “That looks about right”
Oh, that’s awesome!
That looks about right?
That’s awesome.
Dang. I thought you meant you were pregnant right NOW! Hmphf.
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Maj!!!
Silly people.
I am all done with babies.
HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW THIS ABOUT ME?
Snort!
Happy Birthday Maj!!! I knew no more babies for you I just thought you were playing a trick on Mark lol!
Amy -
Wouldn’t even be a fun trick, because he would just go back to sleep.
Really.
LOL! If I told Rob I was pregnant tonight he’d just be like “uh yeah I know” and go back to bed LOL!
Yes!
Exactly like that.
Hee hee!
Kris,
Can you please hold up a red flag when you are being serious and a green flag when you are being all metaphorical and maybe a yellow flag when you are going back in time and a checkered flag when you have won the Indy 500.
It would help your male readers. We could relax a bit.
Geez, Kris.
And you should also get a huge white flag of surrender and distress to wave starting next year.
When Maj is a teenager.
Lordy lordy lordy.
Bill
Oh my god, people.
I have mentioned several times that Maj’s birthday is today.
BILL? YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN TO THINK I WOULD ANNOUNCE A PREGNANCY ON MAJ’S BIRTHDAY.
Plus?
You know me well enough to know I am all done with babies.
Geez.