Hi Duck!
So.... I spent Thanksgiving with you and your family. In case you missed what was going on outside your Mom's belly, let me just fill you in. I'll go day to day.
Wednesday:
I arrived in late afternoon. The weather was terrible the last hour. Pretty much your whole family assumed I would end up in a ditch. Oh Jerks of little faith. Showed them!
I hung out with you, your Mom, your Aunt and Uncles, your Dad's hair, your Grandparents and your adorable cousin. She was brutally stripped out of my arms the second your Grandpa got home. We went out for dinner and then I agreed to go out on the town with your Uncle E, Uncle M and some cousins.
The night started out slow and steady. Then, in what seemed like an instant, your Uncle M had gone from the voice of reason to the voice screaming "DON'T EMBARRASS ME!!" in my face when I tried to refuse a shot that smelled minty. He also told me that we weren't leaving the bar "until they push us out". Then, when they attempted to do that very thing, he grabs me by the elbow and starts yelling "Let us out of here!" towards the bouncers as we exit the bar. I thought we would never get a cab, but I was wrong. I was wrong because some random drunk guy that your Uncle M knows happens to have an angel of a mother that lives directly around the corner from your Grandparents. She picked us all up, took your Uncle E home first, then dropped Uncle M and I off so we could sneak in the house and attempt to be quiet when I couldn't even successfully remove my own boots. It was a very fun night. Your poor Uncles damn near missed Thanksgiving due to their hangovers.
Thursday: Thanksgiving
We all have Thanksgiving dinner together and it was lovely. I sat next to you. I forgot to say I was thankful for you during speeches, but I'm pretty sure your parents covered it. Plus, I promised Gina Louise Hinkleman (shout out to Mom Cab!!).
We had cocktails and played some Scattergories. At times, it got pretty heated. Especially when your Aunt accused your most likely still drunk Uncle M of directly copying her answers. Everyone was nice and buzzed (I drink Captain now by the way, barf) and about to settle in when your Mom and Aunt decided to go to Old Navy at midnight when it opened. Freaks. I stayed behind and had more cocktails instead.
Friday: Black Friday
I narrowly escape early morning shopping. I got up and got ready with full intentions to go, but luckily, your Mom had mercy on me and said I could stay home and help Uncle M take care of your cousin. He, your Dad and I watched about 6 hours of Seinfeld straight, laughed, and ate some Chipotle. It was heaven. Your cousin got lazy about half way through the morning and slept most of the day. We had pizza and Christmas presents at night and then all hell broke loose when your Mom, Aunt and I wanted to play Eclipse instead of going out. Everyone got their way in the end, I went out with your Uncles, but not before we had one good round in! Your Mom and Aunt voted me "least likely to rush into marriage" on one of the turns. Pretty safe bet, wouldn't you say?
Saturday: Game Day
Big deal. Your Uncle A's last football game of the year. We all packed up and went to the Cities for that. I had to say good bye to your cousin which made me misty and dramatic. The game was so cold that the 3 beers, half bottle of cherry booze, and small bottle of Bailey's I consumed did not even TOUCH my sobriety. Again, ill prepared for the outdoors in Minnesota. The cold didn't matter though once the clock ticked down in the 4th quarter and the Gophers took hold of the Pig. Your Uncle A could NOT have possibly been happier and ran up into the stands to hug us all after the big win. Your Mom was bouncing around on icy bleachers to take pics of the celebration which made your Dad forget about how frozen he was long enough to hang on to her like a human safety harness. He also had an authentic team hat covering his luscious locks so he was practically unrecognizable.
That night we went back and celebrated with lots and lots of cousins. Then you and your Mom were kind enough to DD us to the bar. Always cool to have a pregnant friend around the holidays! Remember that. Sunday is sort of a blur because your Mom was rushing around in scary pregnant lady mode and I had to pack up and leave. Note to you and self: Do not ask about wrapping paper or anything else if your Mom is icing a cake.
You are now 31 weeks! You're pretty big. Somewhere around 15 inches, but that's up for debate. I have your Mom almost convinced you're a girl. Your Dad still calls you "he" but he also calls your little girl cousin that too, so it doesn't really count. We discussed girl names for you just in case.
Well, we spent our first holiday weekend together! Very exciting.... but now I probably won't see you until you're born. Only 2 months away, so not TOO long, but I'm sad I don't get to feel you more and see your Mom get scary big. She is more energetic and beautiful than ever so I'm sure these last 2 months will go smoothly. We'll keep catching up here. Until then, I will miss you very much! Get big, Get big, Get big ok?
Eat you up I love you so xoxo
Me
P.S. Can you email me your Christmas list? Cool, thanks.
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