Major Life Event Review: Finding Out I'm Going to Have a Baby Brother or Sister

This bump is getting in the way of a good snuggle!

Well I'd been keeping this news under wraps for a while folks, mostly because Mama and Dada broke it to me just before my first birthday and it registered as a 1 on my Richter scale...but apparently I'm getting a baby brother or sister.

Mama and Dada have since been consistently asking me who is in Mama's tummy (my initial guess of Santa was apparently incorrect) and pointing to her growing belly to let me know that there's a baby in there.  They'd may as well tell me that it's snowing in Key West because I have no idea what to make of this news.  How does it impact me?  I mean occasionally when I'm sitting on Mama's lap for the 38th daily reading of "Snowy Day" her tummy gives me a particularly forceful shove (which I find somewhat perplexing and mildly irritating), but for the most part, life hasn't changed, and I don't expect it to.

I'm glad Mama and Dada have found another shared interest to talk about at dinner, but unless this "baby" plans on coming out of Mama's tummy to snuggle Mama and Dada and eventually play with my toys (right, and if you believe that, I should let you know that it's snowing in Key West), I'm pretty sure this is about as newsworthy as what I had for breakfast this morning (goguh, see-yah and nanana - and it was delicious).

Bottom line: WAAAAEEEEE....????  Which incidentally, Mama advises me, is the sound that babies frequently make.