My cousin Kimmie, who is 6 years younger than I am had a baby last night.
Please don't expect a picture of a squishy faced newborn here to ooh and aah over because I don't have one. Probably never will. His name is Donovan and he is pretty OK as far as being cute. He will get cuter, they always do. Newborns just aren't cute.
I know she's my cousin but they have never lived near by or anything, but honestly, I was way more excited when my best friends had babies. When Jax, Avery and Kimber were born I was all insane and shit. I'll probably never meet this baby.
Anyway. The reason I'm writing this is because of my mother. This is her first great-nephew (grand-nephew?) and I'm turning 30 this year and I'm all divorce-pants and she has no grand kids and she knows I want babies and blah blah blah.
She told my sister that she didn't tell me about ol' Donovan because she didn't want me to be sad or upset. Say whaaaaaaat??
First of all. It's 2013. I knew a long time ago, because they did a super cute Facebook announcement photo
And lastly, any time I want...and I mean ANY time...I can have a baby, like BOOM! Jax can appear for an hour or two, or a week! Gioia and Matt are always glad to share his loud, smack you in the back of the head with a toy car, kiss you with food in his mouth, say bleshyouuu when you sneeze self!! We love our little monkey, and love that he can go home at the end of the weekend too!!