Leave it to Beaver

The last time I was in New Jersey was around November 5th. I was there on vacation doing a little painting and visiting friends, and family. Allyson (my wife) couldn't make the trip because of her teaching schedule. It was the first time that she didn't go with me in about three years. Allyson was completely distraught about not being able to go with me to New Jersey, because she fully comprehends the greatness that is the Garden State. How would you feel if your significant other was in New Jersey, and you were left all alone in a God-forsaken state like Kentucky for example? Exactly... but Allyson is a very strong person, and managed to go on with her life, despite the fact that I was going to be gone for an entire week.

On the second day of my vacation, Kim Jong Ramone, and I were pulling out of a parking garage in New York at about 1:30 in the morning when Allyson called, "Corky...I need to tell you something". I could tell by the serious tone of her voice that it was something big. My heart started beating really fast! Finally after a long pause from Allyson I said, "What is it"! She finally told me, "I think I'm pregnant". Kim Jong Ramone knew immediately what was going on. I'm not sure if it's because I was sitting right next to him in the car or because of the biggest shit eating grin I've ever had on my face. Still, it sucked to be 730 miles away from my wife when hearing about this news for the first time, but I finally understood what it must have been like for a sailor fighting in World War 2 to discover that his wife was pregnant.

Allyson waited for a couple of weeks to tell her parents, and her close friends about the good news. Me? I told the parking garage attendant while Kim Jong Ramone was paying him. I stayed in NJ for a couple of more days, doing a paint job for Willsix and telling my parents and close friends about the news. Flash forward to today, and somehow Allyson is 10 weeks pregnant, and here I am today sharing this wonderful news with you, and the rest of the world.

Allyson has had a pretty rough bout with morning sickness. Up until about two days ago, she's been throwing up two to three times a day. She has also been nauseous most of the time, and can not stand the smell of anything. Allyson has also been reading a couple different books, and visiting tons of websites about pregnancy. Really she's been great about the morning sickness. A real soldier that Allyson. I on the other hand have been doing nothing, but fantasising. My favorite question to ask Allyson on a daily basis is, "What are you going to do if you wind up with two or three little Corkys"? Then I start marching around our home pretending that there's three of us, and of course we're all dressed the same, just like in The Royal Tenenbaums.

On a more serious note it still feels very surreal to me. I'm flooded with tons of emotions all day long, most of them being very happy, but obviously there is fear involved too. "Make sure you hold the railing when you walk down the stairs Allyson", but I try not to dwell on those types of feelings. I'm really happy and excited for us.

I think the picture I used for this post is perfect. I'm not tyring to project any feeling about wanting only boys. It more represents how perfect our family is going to be. There will be no dysfunction in our house hold! That kind of stuff can stay in Eddie Haskell, Gilbert and Whitey's homes, and if we happen to have a little girl that will be great too, I'm sure she will make lots of friends after I enroll her at the convent when she turns 16.