Scribesmeister v4 (In Zero Gravity)

I was supposed to write about another health issue but I figured that I could stop ranting for a day about how sick my life could get sometimes and be excited about my sister having another baby boy. I really am excited and at the same time worried that my world might get even crazier now that I’d be hanging out with three boys. Oh, I don’t know if I had told you about this one time when I had to take care of an 11-month-old baby and a 5-year-old kid (my nephews) while my sister was at Fitness First. While she was sweating it out in the gym and I was sweating it out, too, by running after her kids. You wonder, with my physique, how I manage to carry with one hand and feed a baby by clipping his bottle of milk between my chin and throat to hold it in place (yes, it was stupid not to bring a stroller). You think my other hand was free? Of course not. I was holding a tower of dripping ice cream cone which Ethan, who kept going around in the mall, ordered. I couldn’t call out his name in a scream, the baby would cry. I couldn’t bring the ice cream to my mouth, it would drip on the baby’s face. It’s too stressful being a second, make that a third (my Mom got that place), Mom. Good thing I was sitting down. I wasn’t happy about it and my sister knew. But if I was the real Mom, I’d be more patient than that.

Kids, I love kids. And I don’t care how many times I have to say it. They’re like toys to me. Haha. ^_^ That doesn’t mean that I want to get married and have my own living dolls soon. Oh, no. I just know that someday I’d be an excellent Mom and I’d be 50x better than my sister. Oh, I hope she doesn’t get to read this. Haha. Right now, it’s more than enough for me to spoil their little demons.

Speaking of babies and getting married, maybe I’d choose to tie the knots with a Russian someday. Why? Because they have a special holiday for conceiving babies in Russia, more like a national honeymoon for couples, to add up to its 144.4 million population. Too low birth rate for a huge continent. It’s funny how you can easily get a brand new car, $10,000 or more, appliances, etc by just “giving birth to a patriot“. Not really that desperate to procreate.

Mhmmm, maybe I’ll just settle with a Russian-sounding name, Russian-looking face or a Russian-beer-brand drinker and then content myself with a brand new nephew for now instead of brand new car.