Baby Daddy is a Ginge

Genetic scientists (and...my mother) predict that in 100 years, redheads like moi will become extinct due to "global intermingling." The only solution is for gingers to mate with other "ginges," lest we deprive the world of adorable specimens like the one above (scree! scree! scree!)

Well, ma, I've done my part.

I'm pretty sure I'm likely, most definitely, probably really the preggers this time. Every time I eat too much hummus and my belly pokes out I am convinced it's getting bigger and bigger. And I feel weird. Baby daddy has light blue eyes, freckled skin and is a light ginge. I've got brown eyes and I'm an auburn ginge. So I can't stop thinking about what our kid will look like.

And he hasn't called in two weeks, which makes it even MORE likely that I'm preg. Now we'll have to go on Jerry Springer and get a paternity test and see a judge and stay up late and have tearful conversations about why I just won't "take care of it" already (um, risk of extinction...hello?!)!!!

I'll admit this isn't the first time I was entirely convinced I was with child, but we'll know who's right when a ginger hell-spawn leaps from my womb.