I recently told my boyfriend that I'm expecting... a puppy.
A little creepy? Perhaps, but I need him to wrap his head around this idea because, people, come October, the stork is dropping this furry little baby off at my doorstep and I hope he or she has a doggie baby daddy.
What does expecting a puppy look like? Well, it means I get to gain weight (just kidding - I have actually bribed myself into losing weight with the promise of eyelash extensions if I make my weight loss goals), get all my ducks in a row (this includes getting really serious about finding just the right therapist position that will enable me to be a working mother) and reading lots of "how to raise the cutest/sweetest/most charming puppy in the world" books (two are on their way in the mail now). This also includes texting my little one's godmother for lots of advice.
I've let my future fur baby's grandparents know, as well as his auntie - Autumn Vegas (who owes me big since I will be watching her pup for a week while she jets off to the, wait for it..., Maldives) and his uncle, Russy. Let's be honest here, Russy is almost entirely to blame for the very strong case of puppy fever I contracted a couple of years ago and everyone knows the only known cure for puppy fever is, well, a puppy. The soon to be uncle is also the reason behind the kind of dog I want - part golden retriever, part cocker spaniel. I hope the baby inherits his uncle's good looks and charm, but not his neurosis. Sorry, Russ, but it's true.
So, there you have it, friends. Thank you for letting me share my good news! Oh, and don't you worry, I'll keep you posted and direct you to our registry when the time is right. ;)