While I seriously can’t believe we’re in April already (weren’t we just freaking out about what we’re wearing for NYE??), I am very happy that April Fools is over. Back story, my sister (who lives in Japan) is pregs. Like pregs pregs. Like I woke up to an email yesterday letting me know she is dilated 2 centimeters. All day I kept an eye on my phone and email, to stay on top of any labor alerts.
Cut to me sitting on the couch with Fozzie wrapped on in RHBH Reunion Part 2, while contemplating what to blog about (as well as telling myself for the 18th million time how much I loathe Brandi’s acrylic nails) and I receive a g-chat alert from my sister letting me know that her water broke and she’s in the cab on her way to give birth to my little nephew. I freak out, yet wasn’t surprised to hear it. She admits that my fear of her having a baby in a cab may actually happen. And then bam, I get a big fat April Fools! For the record, it wasn’t even April 1 in Japan anymore! I tell her that she better hope I believe her when she notifies me that she is in fact in labor and that she isn’t the boy who cried broken water. She considers the prank a full success and then wonders if she became more dilated. I tell her based on the karma alone she dilated an additional centimeter.
Moral of the story, I’m happy the day is over and I continue to anxiously await the news that my little nephew is here! Until then I’ll drool over my little niece as usual.
Xo,
Leah
