#148
Shorty in the bathroom and me in the bedroom.
Shorty: Fatty!!!
Me: What? *walks over*
Shorty: You see that pregnancy test box. Can you tell me what two lines mean?
Me: It means positive.
Shorty: OH MY GAWDDD!!! I think I’m pregnant….
Me: What?
Shorty: I’m pregnant.
Me: No la can’t be. Not so easy one…
Shorty: Well if what you read on the box is true then I am…
Me: …
Shorty: That’s it? No reaction?
Me: Hold on hold on… how do you expect me react to this….
#149
Now that Shorty was pregnant we started reading up a bit about pregnancy. We also learned that 15% of pregnancies end in miscarriage and for people with Shorty’s condition, that rate jumps to 45%. So Shorty and I were very worried and it was very nerve wrecking just for us waiting to get past the first trimester when the pregnancy stabilized. One day we had this conversation:
Shorty: I”m so worried.
Me: Yeah me too but I don’t think we should be worried. Come on Shorty… our baby isn’t going to give up so easily. He or she is a fighter. You know the song by Gym Class Heroes? The Fighter? That’s his or her theme song. *sings* There goes the fighterrrrrrrr!!!
Shorty: Hahah….
Since that day… we always referred to our baby as Fighter.