This November, the Pfarr household is going to have a cooked turkey — and I don’t mean for Thanksgiving dinner. I’m pregnant and the baby is due November 20!
How did this happen, you ask? Or maybe you don’t, but I’ll tell you anyway. Well, we got a LOT of snow last month. I mean — a TON. If you don’t live in the DC area, you probably read about all our snow on the news. And really, well, there is only so much you can do when you’re snowed in. By my calculations, you can:
A) have sex
C) drink while you’re having sex
And because I wasn’t drinking for Lent (at that point, I later failed with my Lenten promise), Grey and I chose option A. Low and behold a baby was made! It sounds almost Biblical when I put it that way. Like we’re going to deliver Moses II. But seriously, I truly wonder if there were more babies conceived this winter just out of sheer cabin fever. I mean, how many times can you watch Jersey Shore reruns and play Monopoly? Snow Boom 2010!
Anyway, I thought about keeping my fat trap shut as I’m only five weeks along, but being that I can’t keep a secret, of course I’m spilling it before I’m anywhere near out of my first trimester. Yay, baby!