Thanksgiving to be remembered

I was so excited Mama Kat had a writers workshop today cause I needed some inspiration! Here it is:

A Thanksgiving to be remembered...
Last year was a Thanksgiving to be remembered! I was a substitute teacher at the time so I got the week off and was able to go home to be with my family. My parents and I, my two cousins and their husbands all gathered at my aunt and uncle’s house.

One of my cousins was pregnant! We were all so excited. We looked at pictures of the sonogram. Talked about what his name was going to be. Took pictures with her and the belly. Felt him kick.

Then, as tradition states we must do, we went around the table saying what we were thankful for. I can’t remember if anyone went before me but I started us down the memorable part. I said, “I am thankful for Conner”. I was being serious! I was so excited for him to arrive! A couple people said some stuff I don’t remember now. Then my cousin that was pregnant said, “I am thankful for my husband’s sperm”. I think she was trying to go along the same line as me and was kind of being silly. But she usually says stuff like this. I’ve got another one coming in a little bit. Now I have to give you a little back story. One of my cousins’ husbands works for my uncle. I think after my cousin said she was thankful for her husband’s sperm he might have said something about his sperm too. We were all having a great laugh. Then, it was my uncle’s turn. He started to say, “I am thankful for my son-in-law…” I started dying laughing because I thought he was going to say sperm! But he was going to say something about his son-in-law that works for him!

Anyways, my family is so funny. We always have pee in your pants funny moments when we are together. Seriously, we have them written in some scrapbooks.

Oh wait, you wanted to hear the other funny comment! Now this was a comment my cousin made earlier when she found out she was having a boy. But the story was told again that Thanksgiving night. She was thinking about how strange it was to be having a boy and she said, “I have a penis inside me!” Of course my hilarious aunt said, “Well isn’t that how you got in this situation in the first place?”

Did you like my story? Sorry if my Thanksgiving story didn’t quite warm your heart. It warms mine!

An experience I would like to forget!

I follow Mama Kat over at http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/. She does writers workshop posts and this is my first attempt!

I am choosing to write about an experience that I would like to shake from my memory.

I knew when we got married that the "when are you having kids" thing would start. It started when we got engaged. I had no idea how intense it was going to be!

I think the decision to have a child should be between you and your husband. I don't want all my family and friends to know whether or not we are "trying". I also am not going to tell people if I am pregnant until I am in my second trimester. This was a choice my cousin made and I thought it was a good one. I don't want to announce on facebook that I am pregnant and then if god forbid something happens have to announce that on facebook too. I also don't want to say that we are going to wait a year or two and then something might happen and have everyone know my child is an accident! I have tried explaining this to my amazing friends, S and B. Remember S recently found out she is pregnant and announced it on facebook.

The memory I would like to shake and keep from happening again happened this weekend. Because I am feeling this overwhelming pressure from everyone about having children, I was considering giving up alcohol and caffeine. I thought this would stop people from obsessing. When I found out S was pregnant I told her I was going to give up alcohol and caffeine in support of her. I have been pretty good, had a few sips of coke with lunch at the mall because I couldn't resist. But she had green tea, she didn't know it had caffeine! Anyways, when we all went out to a bar for Halloween I reminded the crew that I will not be drinking. They freaked out! "You are pregnant! Or you think you are!" Um no, looked to my husband for support. He told them no she is not. The peer pressure continued. I was so glad I didn't cave in like usual. It made the night a little less fun, I will admit. But looking back, if I had chose to drink and have fun, there probably would have been no one to support Stacy. The kareoke was really loud and she was not feeling good and tired. The girls were sober and bored and over the loud, bad singing, so since we couldn't stand outside (second hand smoke) we went and sat in the car. If I had been drinking I wouldn't have wanted to leave and I would have been loud and obnoxious like the boys when this poor pregnant sober lady was driving us home. I also probably would have been hungover the next day. Woke up so happy with my decision.

The moment I want to shake from memory is when B continued with her are you pregnant or trying to get pregnant questions. She literally asked me if I was on birth control! Is that any of your business? No!

Any advice for how to get this to stop? Ugh! Shaking this from memory now!