My good friend Ryan gave birth to a beautiful baby girl early this morning.

Name: Asha

Length: 17 inches

Weight: 3 pounds, 11 ounces

She's about 7 weeks early, but she's healthy and doing great.  She has a head full of dark curls just like mommy and daddy.  Mom's understandably exhausted, but she's doing fine too.

 Congrats to Ryan and her husband James on the new addition to their family. 

Hoprefully my time will come soon, I'm tired of being pregnant. 

So this is my first real Tabulas entry.  The previous one was moved from my diaryland page.  But anyway, my life has changed so much since I started my diaryland blog, so I thought it was time to move on.  That blog has too much of a connection with my ex-husband...too many painful memories I'm ready to leave behind.

I have a new husband, a new baby on the way, and new memories to make and drama to go through...and now I have a new blog to share it in.

For my friends who have followed me over from diaryland...how do you like it? 

For future readers I may gain...welcome to my life. 

I am so tired of hearing people talk about how "unnatural" monogamy is.  Then the always use some stupid excuse like "well animals aren't monogamous, so it's not natural for humans to be".  Bullshit...that's such a bullshit cop out reason for you to do what you want to do and blame it on nature.

People spend so much time and energy trying to seperate themselves from and be superior to animals, except when it comes to this one thing.  If you're going to make that excuse, it's "unnatural" for you to watch tv, or live in a house, or drive a car...are you going to give up all your worldly posessions?  Lots of animals also eat their own shit...gonna do that too?  There has to be more than just 2% of our DNA that seperates us from the rest of the apes.  We have the capacity for higher level thinking (though there are two many idiots who don't take advantage of it)...complex thought and decision making.  Everything humans do is "unnatural" compared to the rest of the living world.  Oh, and newsflash, monogamous pairs DO exist in nature...it's rare, but it does exist.

There is no natural or unnatural...monogamy is a choice, you either choose to be monogamous, or you choose not to be...either way, own it.

Yesterday Scott's parents invited everyone over for Easter dinner and they also had an Easter egg hunt for the kids.  I tried to get my evil child to participate in the easter egg hunt, but since she's 20 not 2, she didn't want to go running around outside getting her dress dirty.  "No mommy, I don't want to get my shoes dirty"...fine J, fine.

Anyway, my favorite person in the world, Pascale, was there of course...and apparently she had started hitting the sauce well before the party ever started...so she was quite hilarious at dinner.  But the real fun came after that...I'm her partner in anti-social crime, so we were sitting way off to the side away from everyone else, talking about who knows what.  Then some woman came over to tell Pascale how great everything was and thanked her for working so hard.  So all of a sudden Pascale gets this weird look on her face then she says "Thank you darling, but I'm filthy fucking rich, I haven't lifted a finger all day unless it was wrapped around a martini glass.  I'll be sure to tip the staff generously though."

I unsuccessfully tried not to choke on my sparkling cider.  I think I'm going to ask if I can be her apprentice. 

Pregnancy seriously sucks monkey ass.  I feel so sorry for Elisabeth Hasselbeck...I don't see how she can be so calm when she's past her due date.  I'm freaking out and I have 3 more weeks to go.  I want him out NOW!

I'm tired of having my vital organs kicked and punched, I'm tired of dealing with backaches and headaches...and not being able to sleep in the position I want to sleep in...and most of all I'm tired of not being able to wear my regular clothes and shoes.

And right now I'm really REALLY fucking tired of contractions.  It wouldn't be so bad if they were actually getting me somewhere, but this constant crampy feeling is just not cutting it.  I want to be able to put my own shoes on and take them off myself again...and not get winded just from going up one piddly assed flight of stairs.

I don't know what the hell posessed me to even do this again.  Scott will pay dearly for the rest of his life.