literally. Not figuratively because figuratively I think it could be augured that I am a cow. I'm big, I waddle around, I graze all day, and I'm having a baby during calving season. So, yes you could say figuratively I am a cow. However, I've been watching the cows across the street the last few weeks and I'm so glad I'm not them! They look uncomfortable (I don't think I look uncomfortable but then again I don't have to look at myself.) and when they are ready to calve they just plop that sucker out where ever they're standing. Their field is dirty, cold and let's face it, usually windy. Then this poor tiny creature comes out and has to deal with the March wind and momma cow trying to get them to stand up and walk. Oh, the calves are cute on their wobbly legs but I'm just glad that my experience SHOULD be much more comfortable and sanitary. Just three more weeks...
Friday, March 20, 2009
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You forgot to add that you also produce milk!!! mmmwhahahaha
Wow, your belly seemed smaller just yesterday. LOL! So glad I'm not a cow too!!
There's a funny Sesame Street song called "Proud to be a Cow." Now I'm singing it to myself. I am udderly glad you're not a cow, too!
When I had Kurtis my mom got me a card that said something about being a cow. Isn't she the sweetest? Oh and if you just happen to go into labor before me, I will have words for you. Nothing personal, just mood swing, calving season type of stuff. :)
Congrats!! I hope everything goes alright.
I'm so glad I found you! Two girls, huh? We have two girls as well. I hope you're ready for lots of pink, dress-ups, and princesses. Good luck in the upcoming weeks.
You look great! We miss watching the cows giving birth...always brought up lots of interesting questions from my boys;). Thank goodness for hospitals and pain medication! Good luck and keep us informed.
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