We are 37 1/2 weeks!

Guest Blogger: I'm taking over!!!!

Hello cyberspace. The humans are out tonight, so I figured I would hop on this thing and give y'all the real scoop on this "baby" I've heard so much about. I've been in denial for a while about this development, but I've realized no matter what I do or say, this "baby" thing is going to be around for the foreseeable future. I've done some research on the subject, and I've discovered that "babies" are little aliens that communicate with their eyes. I don’t have time for that. Now, I'm not going to do what everyone expects me to do and freak out. Rather I think that I can turn this into a positive for myself. If this thing intends on moving in here, I'm going to have to lay down some ground rules. So pay attention "baby" these ground rules are for you.

1) I get fed first. I can and will cry louder and longer than you.
2) I was here first. I depend on those people for a variety of things and I don't intend to let you undo the years of training I've done on them.
3) I get fed first.
4) I swear if you wake me up in the middle of the night like I've read "babies" are likely to do, you better tell the humans to feed me.
5) I get fed first.
6) I understand for the first couple of months you won't be any more interactive than a pet turtle. Once you grow out of that you better learn to pet me. Long, even strokes with the grain. Start practicing on the humans before you bring an inferior pet my way.
7) I get fed first.

If you can live by these rules, I see no reason why we can't get along.

OK internet, the humans are on their way back and it's time to get fed.

Baby Education

James and I have decided to take a few baby education classes before Baby Bishop is born. Some of the information was so ridiculous, we felt compelled to share with everyone:

1. NEVER carry your baby and hot liquids at the same time
2. Keep alcoholic beverages out of reach of children (James is having a difficult time with this)
3. Never call medicine "candy"
4. Quite possibly one of the reasons we are 34 weeks pregnant...CPR:

5. Never allow James in a Lamaze class...okay, the book didn't say that, but it should have:
James getting HIMSELF comfortable while the pregnant lady, ME, had to fend for myself!

We are 34 weeks!