Plus there is the penis. When I used to change my nephews diapers I seriously didn't know what to do with it. I mean, do you flop it over, hold it up, what? And how hard can you twist it and pull it? They scream absolutely-freaking bloody murder if a girl's knobby knee gets within six inches from it and yet I see preschoolers yanking on it like it's a piece of taffy all the time.
I guess I'm getting ahead of myself. First comes the birth part, right? And I'm a little stoked because everyone keeps telling me that boy pregnancies it's all in your stomach and not everywhere else. So then, what explains the 'everywhere else' on me?
I am having a baby boy. Dreams of little sailor outfits and nightmares of him diving off the top of the jungle gym hollering like Tarzan are plentiful. My mom says they are easier. So, I'll just stick with that.... hey... wait a second. WHAT DID SHE MEAN boys are easier?? Humph.