Hiatus

 This week’s picture is in black and white to further emphasize the look of despair on my face.

It is now Wednesday.  That means officially, this baby-birthin’ thing is on hiatus.  She is absolutely forbidden from being born between Thursday morning and Sunday evening.  She has been put on hold until Monday.  You want to play dirty, kid?  Oh, we’ll play dirty.  Guess what?  DON’T be born.  I don’t give a shit.  I’m living the high life this weekend with no kids around the house, anyways.  They’re going camping again, so I’m going to watch the hell out of my TV and maybe even get some Chinese food.  Probably chicken with broccoli, with fried rice.  It’s gonna be delicious.  And I DON’T plan on eating it in a fucking hospital room, girl.

YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME, BABY SURREY.

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2 Responses to Hiatus

  1. You tell her!

    Now, let’s just all sit back and see if she will listen….

  2. Janel says:

    If she is anything at all like my other girls, she is definitely not listening at all. All she heard was “…Chinese food.” and thought, “Mmmm, that sounds good. Let me get some of that,” and she’ll come out hungry for rice. Today.

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