a little pre-mother's day rant

Time for a little back story. I mentioned back in October that my brother got married to a delightful girl, let's call her Peaches. After a crappy year of IF treatment, I was kindof dreading the prospect of them getting pregnant right away, while we slog away with various FETs and maybe another IVF cycle. Well, the great news is that we both got pregnant at practically the same time! Peaches sat with Waffle Girl the day of our FET and was kind enough to not mention the fact that she'd already had a positive POAS. When I called to tell her about our beta results, she spilled the news. I was only jealous for a split-second that it was so easy for her. My overriding feeling is excitement about my future child having a cousin the same age (maybe even the same birthday) who lives just a mile away.

So who decides to rain on my parade? My mom. I saw her the other day and she says to me, "How come you're bigger than Peaches?", gazing at my belly. WTF?! I just laughed it off and said, "Well, you mother of 2, you should know that you pop out sooner with the 2nd baby because your abs have already been shot to hell." Then a few minutes later.. "And another thing .. she's a few inches taller than me - taller women don't show as much!" Several hours later, mom is long gone and I blurt out to Mr. Foxy, "Hey! I was on hormone shots and patches that made me to gain extra weight in the first few weeks. Poor Peaches had such bad morning sickness that she was losing weight for a while there." So, yes I have a baby bump.. and it's adorable! And it's well deserved! So there.

Moving on with the rants.. my dear friend Tasha got shafted in that MLB Batgirl contest. It turns out that those jerks at Kom.en don't care how many votes you got, or even whether you're an actual breast cancer survivor - they pick the chicks who have raised the most money and glory for their organization. Goodness knows they haven't found a cure yet, but they sure have raised a lot of awareness.. mainly about how awesome they are and how many pink ribbons they can slap on every product under the sun, most recently pink buckets at KFC, which is so wrong in so many ways. Anywho.. thank you to anyone who may have heeded my plea to vote for Tasha and check out her blog for the full-length rant.