OK - it's not an alien (we think)

Rae went to the doctor again today. I don't know if she specifically asked if it could be an alien or not - but she seems to think we're actually having a kid. Personally, I won't belive it until I see pictures.

But anyway, so far so good. Racheal just got her rules (she's not allowed to eat sushi or play in traffic) and an appointment for her first ultrasound. It's going to be a little earlier than normal because we're not sure just how far along she is.

We'll know for sure in a month or so - but for now our ETA is November 28.

Break out the turkey, we're having a pilgrim.

What if it's not a baby?

I had a thought.

So far the doctor has told Rae she's pregnant. But she didn't say pregnant with WHAT.

It could be a baby. All cute and pink and pudgy. Or it could be some weird parasitic alien just waiting to burst through her chest. All teeth and slime and hungry.

I guess I'll still love my slimy alien baby.

As long as it doesn't try to eat me.