IT IS MONDAY MORNING!

It's Monday morning and the weekend of time change where we lose an hour of sleep, and there is NO sunshine.  MY favorite day of the week and MY favorite time of the year.  NOT! I hate Mondays because it is a start of a new week and I live for the weekends.  One of my favorite things is to sleep, so Don't take an hour away from me.  It will take me another month to wake up.  Well! I was told this weekend by one person that I love and another that I'm working on, to love, that I can't spell.  If anybody can tell me where the spell check is on my Blog I will learn to love them, too.  When I hit EDIT HTML my ABC is a strike through, once again Lucy is probably the only one in the country with this problem.  OK, off to  another subject.  One more thing about my D and this will also be the start of this blog.  I always wanted children.  One day I was at store and pushing D in buggy.  Woman was pushing her newborn baby in another buggy, passing by us.  Naturally I peeked inside and my heart melted, as it always did when I saw a baby, especially a newborn, which is my favorite.  I know people say at that age all they do is eat, sleep, cry and poop.  You have to admit that they are this beautiful, tiny little life form, and it is so fasinating that something the size of the watermelon could pass thru an opening the size of a quarter, maybe alittle bigger.  Plus when you lay them down and leave them, they are in the same spot where you left them, love that.  Well I started doing what I always did when I would see a baby, and I would start crying inside and whinning inside,Why me, Why me oh God, or Universe or Goddess or whatever one believes in.  Why not me, all I wanted was children, that was the most important thing in my life, that I wanted.  Then I heard movement in my buggy and when I looked down, D was looking up at me like a little angel with a big smile on his face.  I knew right then Why no children.  If I had a child I would had not been here for him.  I thought about it for a minute while he was looking at me and I told him he was worth me not having a child of my own.  I don't think I could have loved a child more than I do him and even if I didn't deliver him or carry him in my belly for 9 months, he still was mine.  I think that was the first time I ever got a direct answer on my whinning, of Why.  Ok, still have to whine alittle.  I know women out there who have gone threw morning sickness, hormone changes, body growing 5 times it size, hemorrhoids, discomfort, mood changes, feeling like their body was being split wide open (did I miss anything)  well they will think I'm nuts, but I still miss not going through all of that and getting to see a child being born.  Well, almost 4 years (I can't believe that much time has gone by)  ago my best friends sister took care of that for me.  She was nice enough to put herself through all the discomforts of the above issues, but I got to see her baby being born.  That was so sweet of her.  Well Wolf and I started pacing weeks in advance like expectant parents.  We got all of our ducks in a row, her mom would call her and Wolf would call me.  We were at one of our favorite hangouts and got the call,  we always laughed at movies when the expectant dad would run out with out the expectant mother and thought they were just stupid.  Well we ran out without paying our bill, jumped in the car fumbled for the keys and then tried to remember how to get to hospital.  We had laid this plan out a thousand times.  Finally get there, run into the elevator I'm pushing the button, I start going nuts because elevator isn't moving, Wolf looks down and I'm pushing the button next to the button that tells you to push the close door button.  We finally get that starightened out and fall out elevator door, find the family and all this rushing was to stop and wait.  I'm a very patient person on some things, and on the things I'm not patient, well we won't go there.  Naturally there has to be some drama, heaven forbid you can get through life without some sort of drama.  It had to do with the mom and baby and blood pressure.  Wolf and I are maintaining our worry, her mom is showing her worry, but everything got straightened out and we went back to pacing, waiting for our nephew.  I think Wolf and I left to have cig, can't remember that part, but when we got back the nurse was all excited and saying whoever was suppose to be in there had better get in there now.  It had been decided on the granny, and the expecatant dad, and ME.  YIPPEE! I was so excited and I was so thankful to Wolf that she let me be the one to go in, she said she wouldn't be able to handle all the mess and there were certain things about her sister that she never wanted to see.lol    I think she could have handled it but she knew how much this mean't to me.  I THANK YOU again Wolf.  I won't go through all the details but once the doctor said he could see the head, I couldn't take my eyes off of the baby pushing his little way out into this big world.  I could not believe that a little life form was coming out of her.  I kept holding my breath when she pushed, I heard the doctor say breath, for a minute I thought he was talking to me.  Nurse kept telling her to focus and push so she focused on a cheeseburger and mountain dew.   Well all of a sudden out pops this wet, slimy, (poor mom, he had a large head, and full of hair) mess.  I thought he was beautiful and his granny and I just stood there sobbing and holding each other.  Well naturally we followed the nurse to the clean up table, doc was doing something and the poor mother was laying there spread wide open and saying "someone, anyone, I'm over here".  It was like his mom, He had a mom,? oh yes she was the mothership.  I guess we felt sort of bad so we went back over to talk to her.  I guess during the time she was pregnant we decide we had to be nice to the mothership and forgot about her once she delivered the baby ship.  Well, all she could think about was getting her cheeseburger and mountain dew (or was it sundrop) and she almost ripped the dads arm off GO GET ME A CHEESEBURGER AND A MOUNTAIN DEW, he ran out of the room.  It was so funny, naturally I won't let her live that one down.  They finally got the mothership cleaned up and in came PawPaw and Auntie.  Well I never saw Wolf's face light up like it did when she saw her Nephew.  She always wants people to think she is this hard, bad person but that tiny little bundle made her melt.  I thanked her again and I felt sort of bad that she let me instead of her, but she said she never wanted to see her sister's Who Who.lol   I'm very grateful to her sister, it did help to take some of the pain away of not carrying a child, and sort of made me thankful of not having to feel like I was being ripped open.  Well being the kind and thoughtful people that Wolf and I are, we have paid her back by filming Wolf, with a pillow stuffed in her shirt and dancing and pretending to dust to the music of BRICK HOUSE.  A week before baby came and mothership was as big as house, we were there helping her clean and Wolf walked in on her dusting, dancing and swinging belly to that song.  So, the next time we go to her house (hopefully this weekend) we will play it on the big big screen TV, and then run for the door, being the cowards that we are.  Movie now showing at Rainbowwolf.blogspot.com.  I would transfere it here but I haven't learned how to put pics on here.  Ok, It is Monday and it is bill sorting day of what can be paid this week.  So I better get off of here and face the music.  Later