Inspiring my husband to Write

Though I keep telling him how easy a pregnancy I'm having (and my friends use this rationale also to counter my we-are-not-doing-this-again mantra) he has decided that he wants to write a book about the man's view of pregnancy.

The title? She's Pregnant Not Crazy. This is a revision from the She's Pregnant Not Handicapped starter idea he came to me with when I asked him to go downstairs and get something for me to eat as I lay in bed after work. After I thought about it, I realized that a lot of men must be scratching their heads and would like to have a community to go to like women do with the EXPECTING and dozens of other books out there on the market. So we're working on it together (secretly hoping this will be our millionaire maker!)

Last night here in the hotel on a business trip, he was on the phone, I was ready to sleep, and the other line of the hotel phone on the other side of the room was ringing. I refused to get up. I had just been drug through Ikea and a mall; eaten Mexican food, and attended two workshop sessions at the conference. No phone answering here.

I wish that my assertiveness would rub off at work where I still feel compelled to pretend that I am not in fact hosting another life. I have scheduled a major screech to halt on this front for June 10th. Let's see if comes any sooner.