No, no we're not. Or, rather, no I'm not. Because, see, despite the fact that we have three children together, my husband has never been pregnant. Not once. He never will be. He's, ahem, a man. And men do. not. get. pregnant.
I know it might seem silly. I also realize it's a petty thing to let bother me. But I just can't help it, people...
It drives me batty when couples announce, "We're pregnant!"
Yes, I am fully aware that the man was involved in the process and is, hopefully, very excited about the bundle-of-joy on the way. I'm really not trying to deny him any of the credit he so richly deserves...
But I'm thinking...
Do you think maybe all you glowing parents-to-be could perhaps change your lingo to the more accurate...
"We're going to have a baby!"
or
"We're expecting a baby!"
...at least when you're talking to me? :) That's all I ask. Oh, and by the way...
Congratulations.
(Isn't it convenient how this post ended up being on April Fool's Day? Hadn't even planned it!)
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