B has an odd sense of humor. It's one of the things I love most about him. When he's uncomfortable or unfamiliar with something, he tends to make jokes about it, which is why he's been joking about baby. A LOT. Luckily for him, my hormones aren't all that raging yet, and most of his stuff is pretty funny (to me, at least), so I haven't had to punch him in the head over any of it yet.
The other night, for example, we were getting ready for bed, and I was standing in our room poking at the bloated little pooch I've already developed on my stomach. As I'm marvelling at how freaking bloated I am, he gets the "I just thought of something I think is HILARIOUS" look on his face, and says, "The baby gave you a PBD." I give him my patented "what the fuck?" look, to which he replies, "You know, a PBD. Permanent blotation device." Despite myself, I start laughing. I should know better than to encourage him, but he really does crack me up (most of the time).
The other baby-related funnies he's come up with so far mostly involve the baby's stages of development. As I show him pictures from my pregnancy book, he comes up with a name that he thinks accurately describes the baby's appearance for the week. So far, baby has been super sperm and whale embryo, and we're working our way up to alien baby. I don't know what he's going to do when it just looks like a baby. I suppose he'll have to come up with some new joke fodder.
Ok, this probably just makes my husband look dumb, but I promise you that he's a funny guy. Well, at least he amuses me, and that's really all that counts.
The other night, for example, we were getting ready for bed, and I was standing in our room poking at the bloated little pooch I've already developed on my stomach. As I'm marvelling at how freaking bloated I am, he gets the "I just thought of something I think is HILARIOUS" look on his face, and says, "The baby gave you a PBD." I give him my patented "what the fuck?" look, to which he replies, "You know, a PBD. Permanent blotation device." Despite myself, I start laughing. I should know better than to encourage him, but he really does crack me up (most of the time).
The other baby-related funnies he's come up with so far mostly involve the baby's stages of development. As I show him pictures from my pregnancy book, he comes up with a name that he thinks accurately describes the baby's appearance for the week. So far, baby has been super sperm and whale embryo, and we're working our way up to alien baby. I don't know what he's going to do when it just looks like a baby. I suppose he'll have to come up with some new joke fodder.
Ok, this probably just makes my husband look dumb, but I promise you that he's a funny guy. Well, at least he amuses me, and that's really all that counts.
2 comments:
Awww...yay B! Hopefully he keeps you laughing for the remainder of your pg. No one likes a sad pg lady.
B is amazing, kudos to him for making you laugh and tracking your sleep!
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