Thanks to everyone who watched my kid's tv thing and the lovely comments you all made. Even better, thanks for sticking with me while I struggle with the screenshot thing and all the advice you've given me. I've got until July to stick with Mediafire because I don't want to waste the money. Hopefully I'll be done with this story by then. If not, I'll just do another. Meanwhile, the Aliens have beamed down! Thank you, Scotty! (Star Trek fan girl here.)
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Well, hi there! Gee it's been a long time since I was able to talk to you all. Guess I'd better catch you up. Let's see, where did we leave off? Ah yes! Matt and I were zooming off in our space ship for a romantic honeymoon on Sixam, right? You all were left wondering if we came back with nooboo on board, at least on board me, and the answer is YES!!
Star: Matt darling, I have something important to tell you. I hope you won't be upset or anything.
Matt: Honey, just spit it out. There really isn't anything you could say that would be upsetting. Sooooo, does it have anything to do with your constant upset tummy and the fact Watcher just built us a nursery?
Star: *giggles* Yep. We're going to have a nooboo! I didn't want to tell you sooner until I was sure.
Matt: You're sure you're ok with this? I know the Watcher was nudging you to get preggers right away but are you ok?
Star: I'm fine. You? I mean, can we afford it? What if we aren't good parents?
Matt: I can see it all now. My boy. Star captain of the football team.
Star: No, no......I see it now. My little princess, head of her class and homecoming queen.
Star: Pretty silly, huh? Me dreaming about a little girl, you about a little boy. What is it with guys always wanting a son? Especially since they always dote on their daughters and spoil them rotten.
Matt: You know what? We'll both be happy with a healthy baby, right? Boy or girl we'll love that child so much they will think the universe revolves around them.
Star: Doesn't it? *giggles*
Star: You up for those late night feedings and diaper changes?
Matt: I'm game if you are!
Star: No matter what, we'll do the best we can, right?
Matt: Wonder where I can buy a foot ball?
Well, my friends, life just went along marvelously well after that. Eliza painted her little heart out, making us tons of money, Jamie was pushed into writing more often than not, Bob was moving right along in his career as Chef. To help him out we decided to throw a Black and White dinner party, which I must say was a great success. No gold medal, but all he needed was silver and we did it. Meanwhile, as you can see, I was getting bigger and bigger.
The surprise of the day was me going into labor, right in the middle of the party!! I just took myself quietly off and went down to the nursery.
Thankfully, the Watcher was kind enough to not take a bunch of pictures with me making faces and moaning and groaning. However, she did catch this!
What a precious blue boo! Matt just adores her.
Need I say I do too? *yawns* Oh, sorry. Those late night feedings catching up with me I guess. I'll leave you with this shot of my darling and me.
Bye for now~~!