23 August 2010
Anyway, I am home in America and my sisters and their husbands came up to make a little reunion of it all this weekend. Seeing my sister Emily in her pregnant state was a real shock to me. You'd have thought I would have picked up on it when my Mom said, "David, your sister is going to have a baby" or my Dad telling me "David, Emily is having a girl" but still I just did not make the connection between having a baby and having a perfectly orblike love sac in your belly. So there she was with a big ol' medicine ball under her shirt on my front step. Have you ever seen a pregnant woman? No no no, not in the mall or in the maternity unit, but in real life. They are actually extant here in America, right here in Boston in fact!
Having a pregnant sister certainly has its perks (or humps). It means people are nice to you always and let you sit down when no one else gets to, like in the standing-room-only section or at the dinner table. It also means I get to be an uncle for the first time. Since my brother is in Argentina for another year I get a good head start at being the favorite uncle. I'm going to have to eliminate her husband's 27 brothers first, but there's so many of them they probably don't even remember who's pregnant, my sister or her husband. Not much to worry about there.
She's due this Autumn, and I'm pretty excited.