Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Of course..
Nicole Richie is pregnant. She weighs about 85 pounds so when you put on a few people are bound to notice! especially if those pounds are in prime baby-bump territory. I don't believe her dad when he said he 'didn't know'. That's total b.s. Also, why try to hide it? To milk it for as much as it's worth to admit to it in an interview? Sleazy. I will give her this - she took her jail sentence well (the cops didn't drag her crying and screaming to the courtroom).
Having said that - a bit of an update on me.
I go for my first ultrasound on Friday. A dating one, and hopefully can hear the heartbeat now. I don't remember if I said that before or not, so there it is. Also, 2 Weird Al concerts in about 2 weeks. My parents want to drive everyone up there so they can go to six flags, and I'm not really up for a car ride that long so soon after my FL one, so I've yet to decide if I'm going.
Also - please don't tell me how to raise my (unborn) baby. If I want to get her ears pierced, or get him circumcised, or have pets around my baby, I will. My baby, my decision. None of those things ever caused problems in my family and I see no reason to not go with my instincts just because someone that thinks they know better than me tells me not to.
Having said that - a bit of an update on me.
I go for my first ultrasound on Friday. A dating one, and hopefully can hear the heartbeat now. I don't remember if I said that before or not, so there it is. Also, 2 Weird Al concerts in about 2 weeks. My parents want to drive everyone up there so they can go to six flags, and I'm not really up for a car ride that long so soon after my FL one, so I've yet to decide if I'm going.
Also - please don't tell me how to raise my (unborn) baby. If I want to get her ears pierced, or get him circumcised, or have pets around my baby, I will. My baby, my decision. None of those things ever caused problems in my family and I see no reason to not go with my instincts just because someone that thinks they know better than me tells me not to.
Labels: decisions, u/s, weird al
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