Fertilized Sightseeing
Late last year, SK got me pregnant. It had to be SK, I'm not a 100% sure though. We currenly reside in the UK. When we found out about the pregnancy, we had already bought our tickets to see the US of A. We could've cancelled or postponed our trip, but the tickets were dirt cheap and so were we. We decided to go anyway. What follows is a gruesome account of events that may horrify you. When reading this blog, strict adult supervision is advised. Nah I'm just kidding. Please don't make me tell you when I'm kidding and when I'm not. Remember the frequency with which I visit the bathroom is at least ten-times yours. Be kind.