Pregnancy made me a super villain

After promising to blog daily for the rest of my bedrest, when I missed yesterday some of you might have assumed I was whisked away to the hospital for an early delivery. Happily not! I'm still pregnant and 35 weeks today! And hoping to give the babes at least two more weeks in the slow cooker. So why did I miss yesterday? Um...I forgot. Consider the vacancy of September 13 as my blog post about the brain fogginess of pregnancy.

My husband Dean (co-writer of rapunzel's revenge and calamity jack, co-author of our four children, co-pilot of this insanity) has a tendency to create a menagerie of nicknames for our family members. Some are mine exclusively when I'm pregnant, most especially Pregomat. He was calling me this for some time during my first pregnancy before I understood its etymology. Tiamat is a Babylonian goddess and chaos monster, possibly dragon-like, who gave birth to the land and the sea. So naturally, I am Pregomat. Other pregnancy-type names include Pig Pocket, Meat Factory, Lady Behemoth, and Incubus.

There's been a new nickname this time around. I suppose given the twins situation it seemed merited. I quite like this one: Brood Mother. I'm thinking there should be a super villain named Brood Mother in comics somewhere. Maybe we'll write it, and you'll all know the origin. Brood Mother vs. Wonder Woman: a clash of estrogen unlike the world has ever seen!

Hey, if there are any artists out there who feel inclined to draw Brood Mother, I'll post your pix.