So by now I am pretty huge. Our little Buddy is still nameless, but growing and getting more and more rowdy every day. I swear, he's trying to kick his way out of my belly. He should settle down though, because he has a solid two months left in there and possibly a bit longer...
A few weeks ago, Mr. Barry Garbarino (the Garbarino of Garbarino, Neely, Hindman & Huwar) informed me that it is too bad that Buddy and I have a contract evicting him on September 12th, since babies that are born on his birthday (September 23rd) receive trust funds. Next, I told Attorney Garbarino that there were several people around to witness his verbal contract and that I would be keeping the baby inside for an extra eleven days. :)
On another note, I have been avoiding swimming pools and any other situation that would involve a swimming suit for most of the summer until this week. I was talking with my beloved Dr. Rapaport, and he said, "Go swimming. You have a cute baby belly. Think of the people that you see at the beach and the pool that are bigger than you, but with no baby in there. Go to the pool. If people don't like it, they can stay inside." This prompted me to shamelessly parade the baby belly in my bikini. Sorry to any of the Hindmans that had to stay inside. haha
