Sunday, December 13, 2009

for the next baby boy


I'm wishing I had a baby boy right now.

Not so I can start wearing nursing bras again.
Not so I can lug around a ginormous diaper bag.
Not so I can change more diapers than I already do.
Not so I can be up all hours of the night for feedings.
Not so I can be the sleep deprived zombie version of myself again.
Not so I can listen to more crying in the wee hours of the morning.
Not so I can start using burp rags for something other than dusting.

Here's why.

So I can see how precious he'd look in this t-shirt.

No baby boy for me right now.

Maybe I'll gift it to a sister-in-law if it's four in a row.
Maybe to a sister if it's three in a row.
We'll have to wait and see.

In the meantime, get your own here.
(the t-shirt, not a baby)

p.s. I am in no way a fan of the books or the movies.
I want to make that perfectly clear.
I just think the shirt is terribly clever and oh so precious.


p.p.s. If you happen to see Jarrett or Kris, don't tell them.
It's still a secret. Don't tell Danny either.
I don't want to be the one to have to answer the
"but how did the baby get in there?" question.
They're saving that privilege for Grama Bama!


4 comments:

colds1 said...

Congrats to Judy! I'll keep the secret! Does this mean she wants her stroller back?

Cathy said...

Not sure about the stroller, colds1. I'll ask her. Maybe I'll let her borrow mine. I think Danny's done with strollers for good. His choice, not mine.

Candis Ellis said...

Or you can give it to your neighbor, Candis, who will inevitably have a fourth boy.

Cathy said...

How lucky you will be, Candis. You're building your own little army...or basketball team. Whichever you prefer.