Chicken Monkey Donkey

I'm going to be a dad. There, I said it. I've been unsure how to write about it or when. But what the fuck, might as well state the obvious. I'm not the type to write moving personal tales of struggle & emotion, so this was difficult figuring how to bring it up. I could make some wise ass remark, but that doesn't feel right. I'm nervous & excited & for a rare time in my life - actually feel honest about something. No sarcasm or self depreciating comments, to quote Bruce Campbell's Ash in the 'Evil Dead' series: "It's just me baby".

And I hate ending this post with no zingers - but I can't make myself post one. I've got a few in my head but to be honest - I don't want to jinx anything. Weird actually being afraid to joke about such a matter, but Melissa & I have been trying for a few years & she's gone through a shit load of tramau I could never fathom. So it wouldn't be right to her for me to joke about it. Maybe when we feel more confidant that nothing is bad going to happen, but for now I can only wait out for all the scientific biological mumbo-jumbo that's going on in Melissa to finish.