A Shot in the Ass and A Blowing of the Mind

I wrote a while back that I dreamed about zeros. I choose to believe that these were good dreams. Possibly my Creator sneaking something into my all too cynical mind. I dunno. But our good news of Easter '07 is that Subaruwoman is pregnant. We are very early on in this process, but she is surely pregnant. I guess we are 3 weeks into this journey and so by May 2nd we should have something that resembles a tadpole. Perhaps, if he is a boy we'll call him Tad. To say we are excited is to say the sun is cozy warm. To help this pregnancy stick I'm having to give my wife a shot in the ass at 9:30 each evening. Don't call at 9:30pm, please. I don't know if to feel more sorry for myself or Subaruwoman. She takes it well. I'm running out of space on this 3" x 3" square on the north end of my wife's buttocks. I guess I'm doing well myself. I act strong so Subaruwoman will feel confident about standing behind her with a syringe in my hand. There has been but a small bit of blood and Subaruwoman is pleased with my nursely efforts. There are certain things you don't sign up for when you get married. From what I see at the hospital, there will be more to come. "I take you to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to suffer the monthly disappointment of infertility, to give you 9 weeks of progesterone shots, . . . I could get depressing and go straight to stuff like promising to change your depends BUT NOT TODAY FOLKS. I gotta concentrate on painting a nursery.