The Ten Month Tour de Belly -- explained
As best I can figure, this whole 10 month flap has something to do with Gregorian, Lunar, and Vegetarian calendars and which one you're on. For now, since I'm 30 years old, have never done this before and am not in any rush to have a living breathing ball of colic running around my dirty floors, I've decided to get on the calendar that will drag this out the longest. Check back with me in August, when I'm pretty positive I'll be switching to the one that gets the little kickball monster out the fastest.
My dad told me he was shocked, appalled even, when the hospital discharged he and my mom with screaming baby me after just a few days. Couldn't believe they were considered prepared enough...luckily my mother is a superbly competent woman at everything she tries, and my father's parenting skills did kick in soon enough -- right around the time I got big enough to kick a soccer ball (and throw a baseball, shoot a basketball, hit a tennis ball...you get the picture).
So far, it hasn't sunken in for us that what are now symptoms will one day be a small human -- in our living room, to stay, for 18 years (or 25 in Buckmaster years).
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