The Week That Was

And this is....well, read the damn title again and figure it out.

SUNDAY-Some great action from Planet Football. As I stated in my last post (way back when) my weekend footie viewing consisted entirely of English Premier League action. Thanks to Fox Soccer Channel and Setanta Sports, I had nine of the ten games on the DVR. Sunday, Number One Son and I watched Manchester United beat Bolton Wanderers 4-1 at the Reebok. Great result to keep us on top o' the table for another week. Also watched, over the course of the day and night, Chelsea beat Sheffield United three-nil to keep the pressure on, West Ham United beat Blackburn Rovers two-nil, Liverpool draw with Aston Villa nil-nil, Middlesbrough beat Manchester City two-zilch, and Reading draw Portsmouth with nary a goal in sight. These bled over into...

MONDAY-Watched a few of those on Monday, but don't remember the exact order. Also on Monday, I watched Charlton Athletic beat Newcastle United two-nil and Tottenham beat Watford.

TUESDAY-Everton beat Arsehoe one-nil late on. Speaking of Arseholes, the wife came down with some mild diarrhea. By the by, the only EPL game I didn't get to see was a Fulham-Wigan Athletic draw. A great four days of football action.

WEDNESDAY-Wife was feeling better, but now I had the mild diarrhea. Also called in to help out my co-workers with a reset. Nice that they took me to lunch first, but not so nice that it was a greasy spoon. I like greasy spoon usually, but not when the burger and my asshole is running a race. My company is the bitch of Kroger's. We have to go in there, reset their entire ice cream section by ourselves (most resets have reps from various companies, not just one), and every year I've done it we've lost space. So we go in there and literally hand over our space to companies that don't even have to help. Sad.

THURSDAY-Wife back to having diarrhea, more violent this time. Coupled with a cramping right above her tummy. Not fun. Number One Son is basically down to a parent a day at this moment. But he's flexible.

FRIDAY-Right around midnight, it hit me. While the family slept, I got what my wife had. Horrid diarrhea! A knotting cramping feeling right above my stomach! I was up all but forty minutes all night long. Worst night I've ever had. I sleep in the altogether, but had to wear undies to make sure that if an accident happened, it would be on me and not the sheets. I would get up, spend some time on the toilet, than come back to bed doubled over holding above my stomach. Roughly three minutes later, I'd repeat the cycle. The rest of the day was a touch better. I didn't have the runs so much, but had the constant feeling that something was coming. You know, when you're not sure if it'll be a fart or a turd coming out, so you hold it in all day long. No fun.

SATURDAY-Feeling better. Zip through a work day and spend the rest of the time with the family. A good day. Wonderful weather. Seventies. Spend a lot of time outside with Number One Son.

The highlight of the day is when the test comes back positive.

That's right, Mrs. Ole JC is preggers! Child number two on the way!

I know the experts say keep the news a secret until the first trimester is over. But we've always believed in being optimistic. Keeping it secret seems to be giving in to negative thoughts that something will happen. We announced our first pregnancy right away, and we've done so with this one.

With a miscarriage last month, I'm positive this will be a great, healthy pregnancy.

Not sure when the child will be due, as the doctor visit isn't until Friday. But we're guestimating around Thanksgiving.

SUNDAY-Just a wonderful day. Number One Son took pictures with his cousins in the morning as a Mother's Day gift for grandma. Than some great time outside in the sunshine.

A wonderful ending to a stinky week.

Be Seeing You.