Welcome!!!

Greetings, Family, Friends and Strangers!***

Thanks for indulging our exhortations, and checking out our little bit of Internet silliness.

***If you found this by accident, I’m sorry. However, you are more than welcome to stick around, should you decide you like it here.

Undoubtedly, the first question on your mind is: Just why in the hell are you doing this? If you have a few minutes, I’ll give you the long story, but only medium-long. You’re welcome.

Apparently, babies require a lot of stuff. Hot on the heels of recent visits to two titans of the Baby Retail-Industrial Complex (BRIC), I am also fully prepared to tell you that they get a Whole Lotta Shit that they most definitely do not “require,” in the strictest sense of the word. It’s more ridiculous than I can properly articulate.

Anyway, I’m told that it’s customary for family members and close friends of the parents-to-be to purchase some of these required (and not-so-required) items, and present them to the couple at some sort of prenatal bacchanal. That sounds like fun, no?

Toward this end, people will often ask you which items are on your wish list, and where they may be procured. This practice is known in some circles as “registering;” as in, “Where are you registered?”

Driving to and from a local-ish BRIC behemoth last week, Sara came up with this brilliant idea, something to the effect of “Rather than just tell people where we’re registered, why don’t we set up a website, where we can link people to the places where all the baby stuff is? Also, you can write some funny blog entries and stuff? I think “Workin’ the Womb” would be a funny name for it! Whaddya think???”

I had to think about this for a minute. Start a what, you say? A “pregnancy blog?” Well, I’ll be damned. I knew there was a reason I married you – all these great ideas you come up with! Heck, I do enjoy writing - though generally with as much sarcasm, spite and profanity as I can muster – so, count me IN!!!

So here I am. Still four months away from parenthood, and I’ve already become one of those narcissistic, annoying parents I’d love to push down a flight of stairs.

If this goes off as we hope it will, you’ll want to come back here again and again. I promise. Within these virtual pages, you will find:

Obligatory gift guidance, for applicable individuals

Hysterical commentary about being “in a family way.” I said, hiss-TERR-i-cal.

Occasional rants from our yet unborn son or daughter.

SPECIAL BONUS for all the parents out there!!! We will also subject you to our declarations of what we have elected to do (or not do) as parents. That’s right; because we figured you all might need a good, hard laugh after a long day of parenting, we will allow you total access to our world of idealistic prenatal delusion.

Enjoy.