I am beginning to worry about Boyfriend. Just the other day he promised me that I'd have either a dog or a baby in June. Well, it's obvious it'll be a dog or he must work pretty quick as I know that I am not pregnant at this point *happy exhale*. But then again, when we met he was adamant that women were pregnant for 6 months... (what do they do in Med.School?)
This morning I kept ranting on about me not being able to go home next Christmas and he said that we could make sure I'd be off -as in maternity leave. As if I'd want to - or be allowed to fly - when heavily pregnant and I started to feel a bit short of breath. I looked at him with a hint of panic in my eyes...
Boyfriend: Well, we should think about starting a family sometime soon. I mean, you'll be 27 + VAT years old next year...
Me: Well, you'd better start thinking about proposing then 'cos I am not bringing anything down the birth-canal before I've got a rock on my finger! No diamond ring - No dilating!
Boyfriend: What? Do you want me to propose here? Right now? In the bathroom? With the toilet seat up?
Me: It could have been a bit more romantic if only you'd remember to put it down when you're done!
Boyfriend: *Quiet* - Well, I'm not going to! I'm leaving now. There's something not right with you!
Me: I knew you wouldn't! You are a pussy Dr Xx! *moment's silence* Bye honey, have a nice day!
And that's when I sat down for a little moment to think and I am still wondering where all this "baby-talk" is coming from. I want one too at some point but right now I think I'd pick a dog if I had to choose. Awww - a little puppy dog!
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You two are the weirdest people I know. But at the same time; if you two can make it as a couple (and you have for like a million years) it gives hope to the rest of us :-)
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