Saturday, May 05, 2012

May 2nd

One year ago on May 2nd, I took a pregnancy test. It was positive. I showed that test to my husband, hand shaking. We were going to have a baby! Well, duh. It wasn't a puppy.




Note: test stick shown above was the one used to discern the existence of the baby, pictured. DOES NOT INDICATE ANOTHER PREGNANCY...CEASE UR PANICKING!


Four months ago, on January 2nd, Evelyn arrived. With her birth, two sisters were made.



I always wanted to have more than one child. I wanted them to have siblings, for many reasons. Mostly so that they'd have someone to talk to about their nutty childhoods, but also that they would hopefully grow up to like each other enough to be friends.

And, with more kids you've got a better shot at one of them growing up to make a good living and support their parents in their old age.


Not after you put one-year old pee next to my innocent baby face. Think again, MOTHER.

Family: all because two people fell in love.