Pregnancy: be aware

I'm sure my officemate didn't know what to think today when I nearly fell out of my chair from laughing so hard at an e-mail I received urging me to celebrate May as 'Pregnancy Awareness Month.'

'Ok,' I said to officemate, 'how do you think I should celebrate it? How about I announce to the world that I'm aware that I'm not pregnant?'

So that's just what I did thanks to Twitter, and I got some hilarious responses* ...

-- It's a month for women on those TLC shows about women who don't know they're pregnant until labor begins. D'oh (@AC_Ent)
-- Perhaps they know something we don't. Craving ice cream? Pickles? :) (@saulyoung)
-- Never, ever, ever ask a girl when is the baby due... it always turns out that she isnt pregnant. (@glassofshutup)
-- Pregnancy Awareness Month? It would have been even better if they'd named it Surprise Pregnancy Awareness Month. More oomph. (@TheParkBench)

Anyone else care to chime in?

Just to spoil the fun, I will say that further investigation revealed that Pregnancy Awareness Month (or PAM, if you will), is a worthy cause, promoting healthy and eco-friendly pregnancies through education, exercise, nutrition and wellness and nurturing. (It's sponsored by Seventh Generation.) Still, I think they could have come up with a slightly better name.

*As far as the 'never ask a gal when the baby is due' response, you can read about my own experience with that here. Also, I claim that there's never a time that I'm not craving ice cream, so that's a bad pregnancy litmus test.

If you can't make fun of yourself

This website has a nursery rhymed tutorial to the internetz, and it does a great job of poking fun at the ridiculous online culture. Modern Moms, I'm sure if you share this with your little ones, they'll be blogging in no time.

SRKU in da house

I'm sure you've heard, but in case you haven't: Nicole Kidman had Keith Urban's baby today and in the great tradition of bad celeb baby names, they named her Sunday Rose Kidman Urban. Which doesn't even make for a good acronym.

I used to specifically plot for my very own Nicole sightings when I lived in Nashville, going as far as visiting the Starbucks where I'd heard she'd been spotted even though it was waaaay out of my way or shopping at the uber-expensive mall near where she and Keith lived. Several of my friends had their own sightings (my favorite being a Nicole-at-Target spot), but alas, I was never among them.