hating through blogging.

Well, I started this blog as a way for people to glimpse into the creation of life process and in the hopes it would extend to a baby's first year blog type of thing. However, it has taken a turn for the worse as a venue for people to harass and harangue me for my inability to keep up. 

I have gotten hateful texts from people who shall remain nameless. Take my brother John for example. John texts me the other day :

DIRECT QUOTE:

"your baby blog's name should be changed to baby blahhhg cause that's what it's been lately...just kinda blah...now go write something"

hateful. 

or take my mom's threatening email:

"if you're going to have a blog, it needs to be updated". 

where does the hate end I tell you?

and take Mari. Mari and I have been friends for 15 years. I never would have expected a turn towards the dark side... This is an email that was accompanied by a bomb threat. 

"it's been WEEKS! (that was bolded, I didn't add that for dramatic effect) There must be blogable updates!"

Note the hate in her exclamation points. 

Well, the truth of the matter is...there isn't much to tell. I get fat. I can't sleep. I can't eat, my stomach gets full too fast for me to enjoy my food, the little thing moves WHILE I'm trying to sleep even though I ask , very nicely for it to stop...that's another thing, I think I am dealing with a child with an attitude problem...ALREADY! I mean, I knew I'd have some karma coming to me for the stuff I pulled in my teen years, but little did I know I'd have such disobedience in the WOMB....

So, I m 29 weeks now. and here is me. 

here is a bit of a zoom for ya....

 SO there is the belly in all it's 29 week glory. Whaddya think?

I am also adding a picture from my birthday. Travas treated me to an awesome dinner at a Greek restaurant that was FAB, and then we went to see a HILARIOUS comedian Russell Brand. Many of you may know him from being the British guy in "forgetting Sarah Marshall" but he's so funny! And he bought me the dress I'm wearing in the pic. you can't see it, but it's very very pretty! He doesn't read this cheese, so no need to stroke his ego anymore. 

Hope all is well! I will be better about writing. Mostly out of fear.