*BEEEEPPPPP* We interrupt the regularly scheduled broadcast of "The Rantings of a Normally Sane Momma" to update you on the following. Note: May not be suitable for pacifist's eyes*
Seriously. If I hear one more "Poor Daddy!" or disappointed "Oh" when I answer: Yes, I am having another girl... then, stand back. Because I cannot be held responsible for my actions.
Okay. So maybe I'll still be responsible for them. But I won't regret them. I'm way past too annoyed for that.
I was in town today for only a few hours. And everytime! someone spoke to me (outside of those people I was hanging out with), I got disgusted and/or pity-filled comments on the lack of XY babies being birthed from my womb. All in front of my other three girls!! Are you stinkin' kidding me?!
The first one? The head nurse that took us through our little field trip of the hospital. The last one? The midwife that checked me today. And many people in between.
Unbelievable.
I'm thinking of carrying around a large shocking device. A taser, maybe? That sounds rather appealing to me at this point. 'Cause really. I'm about to haul off and beat some...
Well, you get the point. This is Crazed Momma signing off to go locate the sweeter Me.
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“This has been a test of the Emergency Broadcast System. The bloggers of your area in voluntary cooperation with the Federal, State and local authorities have developed this system to keep you informed in the event of an emergency. Had this been an actual emergency the Attention Signal you just heard would have been followed by official information, news or instructions. Instead it was followed by a warning to all who speak ill of a family of *gasp* only girls. (thus, be forewarned) This concludes this test."
