The egg is here. Quite smaller than I imagined (I'm pretty sure I was shortchanged), especially with the addition of Guelm's DNA. He's much taller than me, and stronger physically. They are reasons I chose him. That and I can trust him not to try and take the child from me.
It is mine and I paid for it! Besides, I have big plans for the thing, and I will ask for a refund if what I purchased isn't to my liking!
Speaking of shopping... I should probably purchase some How to Not Kill a Baby books. Moving into my own apartment would also be a wonderful thing to add to my To Do list.
I guess I really didn't think too far ahead on what needed to be done once the egg actually arrived. Maybe my old guardian kept the baby things from me and the rest of the babies she raised.
But yes... Apparently I'm supposed to keep a log on the thing. That's what the lady at the clinic said, at least.
So uh... Egg is still an egg and I have not made it into a costly baby omelet yet (Sunny Side Up is way better). As tasty as humans are, I'm not so into self-cannibalism. Plus, eggs give me the nastiest farts.
Ha! Enjoy that mental image!
Naolin
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