When Maribel showed up yesterday at 5:30, The Husband was already up. I couldn’t pry myself out of bed because I had been up most of the night with The Boy. And the rest of the night I was up with The Baby.
I heard them chatting downstairs. Maribel was telling him about her two sons. That one was going to the University. I zoned back out and woke up a little later to pots and pans banging in the kitchen. If you gotta wake up, waking up to the sound of someone cleaning your kitchen is the only way to go. I went downstairs to give my “good mornings.”
As we were chatting, she went on and on about how much the kids looked like The Husband. How big and tall he was. And handsome. How he was so nice. All of these things are true. Then she told me that The Husband was very excited because I was going to get pregnant soon and we were going to have another baby. This one would be a GIRL!!!
I felt like I was watching a political ad on t.v. “Yes, we CAN!”
Did I mention she was telling me all of this in Spanish? My powers of comprehension are excellent. My powers to speak are greatly limited. Anyone know how to say “we’ll have another baby if he gets a uterus” in Spanish?