Wow!

The place I hang out during the daytime is my grandmother's house, she is stock full of wisdom and lots of love. I wonder what it might be like to see my grandchild pregnant--expecting a tiny miracle to arive and knowing how ill prepared she is. What ad vice can I give her? Does she even understand that her entire life will be devoted to this little bundle? I had no clue... It was nice spending time with my favorite person all day, grandma and grandpa always knew just what to do to make all the grandchildren feel special! I want to be just like them someday. The good/bad thing about being at their house was the food! Mmmmm "Eating for two ya know!" Let me tell you, I did too! I soon watched my wasteline expand, along with the rest of me. I started to dread my gyno appoinments, the weighing in part anyway. My Uncle would take me to my appointments and at my begging would wait until after the scale to take me to lunch! ( like that mattered right?) I told you I was young--17 years old. I had no idea what it was to be a woman let alone a pregnant one!