Boo 2 to Mom: "I'm not going away!"
Saturday February 24, 2007 | by Dalia Griffith | 0 comments
The other night, I was lying in bed next to our jaw-droppingly—but-oh-so-lovable—fat feline, Denver, when suddenly, I felt a distinct flutter in my midsection. Quickly ruling out gas, indigestion, or a monstrous twitch on Denver’s behalf, I realized that our newest edition was making his/her presence known.
It was really cool, actually, because I didn’t feel Jack until well into my sixth month, so this completely took me off guard.
