Don't Take a Globule When Just a Lick'll Do.

It's 10:30 P.M.


My husband has the hiccups.

My husband NEVER gets the hiccups.  He is a little sick of hiccups in general, seeing as I have had them as a constant companion since finding out I was pregnant. (Not the full-blown never ending painful hiccups, but the I am going to come out loud at annoying times in groups of two or three hiccups). However, he NEVER gets them. I could tell they were getting to be at the annoying stage where they could get worse and never end.

"Quick! eat a spoonful of peanut butter!" I say, when drinking water does not help him.  Peanut butter is something that has helped me when all other remedies have failed.  The look that passes his face is one that I wish I had captured in a picture so I could look at it whenever I needed a pick-me-up.  It was a look that said, "Peanut Butter!? Are you CRAZY woman!? That only goes on a PB & J and in cookies, you don't eat a spoonful!!"

To his credit, he goes to the pantry and brings our wonderful peanut butter jar into our bedroom, looking skeptical, holding the spoon like a light saber, he sits down on the bed.

Contemplating if I put poison the the nutty goodness, he takes out a good sized portion. He doesn't want to sleep with peanut butter breath, so cautiously he takes a lick. A lick similar to one I have seen on children trying a new food, such a minute amount of peanut butter was on his tongue, I thought for sure he would need to just bite the bullet and shove the whole globule down his throat.

The hiccups stopped! I was in awe. Such was the state of my awe that I began to laugh and be in pain at the same time. The pain was just because my belly is so stinking huge that any jostling for a long period, like a bout of good laughing, makes breathing difficult. My husband, knowing that my laughing is causing pain says, "Here, I'll just read the label." Did that help!? No, this is what the label said: "No Preservatives, artificial flavors, or Colors*" Then he reads the asterisk with a note of disbelief and humor in his voice: "*Similar to all peanut butter." This just made us laugh even more.

Knowing I could not possibly stop laughing till he is out of the room because I know how silly I look being 9 months pregnant with a large belly in full laughing mode, he mercifully left me alone to calm down.

He comes in once I am quiet, and I look up at him and say, "The moral of this story is: Don't take a globule when just a lick'll do." We both start laughing again, knowing that this will be a life long motto in our new family.

The Blogger Has Returned....Thanks to Her Mom.

It has been pointed out to me, by my amazing mom, that I have not written a blog post in quite a long time.  I do not know what prompted me to stop writing, but I figure now is as good a time to start up again as any.

I wondered at what I should write about, because so much has happened in my life since my last post. Most notably: I am going to be a mom in 21 days(according to the due date)! I hope this blog doesn't turn into an all about my kids blog, because I hope to keep my writing skills up, writing about more than just my awesome offspring.

I realized when my mom said I haven't blogged, that I haven't written anything but a little blip in a journal for my son and a grocery list in a long time...and that my time is going to get eaten up by a cute little time gobbler that I call son. This realization came with another one right after: I don't want to lose my writing skills. I want to create, I want to use my knowledge of the English language to do something.

Now, the question is what do I use this blog for? Is it some form of a digital journal for the world to read? Is this blog all about the random musings of my mind, as it has been since the start? Or do I want my blog to be something more?

Now, I know not many who really read this will care, and I am sure in the grand scheme of things, it doesn't matter. But, it does give me something to do with my time. I know that in the next 21 days, or more or less, my life will drastically change.  I cannot wait for this change, I am so ready to meet my son and get to know his little personality.  I also know that if I do not do something for myself, and to keep myself grounded in who I am as a person, I will lose myself to my new role.  I will just be Kelsey Mother Extraordinaire...and not Kelsey Super Sister, Kelsey Wife of Wonders, Kelsey Doting Daughter, Kelsey Fanatic Friend, Kelsey Wondermous Writer, or just Kelsey.  I hope that writing this blog will be a way for me to remember all of my roles and keep them in balance and keep myself from going all sorts of crazy.

Writing has always been my outlet. It is good for me to remember that.

Thanks Mom, for helping me remember that, and being my own Mother Extraordinaire, because no one knows me like you do!!