But before I reveal what "that" is, let us review the following posts. There's this one. And this one. And probably a lot more that I can't remember because I can't remember anything anymore and tire easily. Because, you guessed it: the bee-spot is knocked up. FOR REALZ. Despite my best efforts and my lady doc always telling me my chances of conception aren't awesome (read very minimal), nature conspired to prove everyone wrong. And now, baby bee-spot is no longer a joke, but due this spring. Believe it! (I don't.) Shocked? Me too. But, I'm Oldy McOlderson (29) and am in a stable, long term relationship with my lawyer/boyfriend. No, he's just my boyfriend. He hasn't had to represent me. Yet. So, we were eventually headed this direction, I just anticipated this event happening a little later. However, now that I'm going through it and all that shiz, I'm happy to be 29 since all kinds of additional testing and care is required in just a few short years.
So, now you know. This blog has been dead, obvs, but I've decided to give it new life, literally and figuratively. Mazel tov, me!