So, I heard some popping, crackling noises coming from the top of my baby belly yesterday and I decided to take advantage of my friendship with an obgyn and ask her what the heck that was. I described it as folding paper, but failed to expound upon the fact that it is more of a crackling and popping noise. She responded that the noise is probably my intestines that are pushed up really high right now and probably making funny noises, or . . . George is working on origami.
I have to admit that this comment led me to have thoughts all night about folded origami cranes flying out of my hoo-ha right before I pop out a baby who looks like an Asian Stewie Griffin (from The Family Guy). I just imagine him coming out slinging around offensive phrases like, "ha-cha-cha-cha" and "flied lice" while wearing a kimono and yielding a Samurai sword as he attempts Kamikazi attacks against his mother.
The pregnant mind is clearly unstable.
2 comments:
Poor you and poor George! Sounds like you both are having a not so great of a time right now. Hopefully, the dreams won't get any weirder.
Sorry to mislead - we're really fine. I just thought that was funny!
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