I discovered this goofy little website for dads and dads-to-be just a couple weeks past and I subscribed to their electronic newsletter. Each week as the due date creeps closer (and then supposedly after birth) they send out helpful little tips relevant to your particular time-line. This often includes sample ultrasounds to show you what the baby looks like, tips on being kind to the mother, and signs and signals to watch for as the day looms larger on the horizon.

This morning the latest installment arrived in my inbox and the headline article was basically: No one cares about you anymore, so get over it.

If you haven’t yet noticed…no one is noticing you.

You could show up at the next social function with a purple goatee, nose, nipple and tongue rings (and if you have these already you could show up without them, freshly shaven and in a three-piece suit) and no one would notice you. The content of any and all questions asked in your general vicinity will now be about her and the child.

Well, obviously. But my point in bring up this little plain-as-day fact is not to contest the issue. Rather, I’m sure there are numerous people reading this blog — friends, family, and miscellaneous — who click here often and curse the screen with a pronouncement of something resembling: “%*$@, that @#%$! Why doesn’t he write about KARIN? Why doesn’t he tell us how she is doing, feeling, swelling? Does he really think we care about HIS ramblings anymore?”

To clear this up, I should note two things:

1) Karin and I had a discussion regarding how much I’m permitted to blog about the pregnancy. I’m fine with that. Though I should note that THIS is currently toeing that line.

2) Karin has her very own blog with ALL (every byte) of information she is willing to put up on the Internet. You can see that blog by clicking here. Really.

Of course, once the baby escapes the confines of WOMB-NESS, all bets are off. And you thought there were a lot of photos of Sparkle?