Baby 36: The Worst Hangover...EVER

So...I woke up this morning to an unexpected little visitor...in my uterus...hmm, I'm pregnant and I have no idea how I got that way...hmmm...either I've been doing this for so long my body is now spontaneously creating babies, or I'm forgetting something...hmmm...

I remember feeling nauseous yesterday...but I thought it was because I went out the night before and drank a little too much...I guess it was more gestational than that! Haha! Okay, let's retrace my steps...

The day before that, I got a call from my agent wanting me to make an appearance at The Brightmore. I agreed, of course.

I put Merci to bed and called a sitter to keep an eye on her and Puck.

I remember ordering a drink and thinking I needed to order another baby daddy pretty soon.

I vaguely remember dancing with someone...who was it?

I remember he had dark hair, a few wrinkles, so he was older...and...he kept telling me I reminded him of his "goddesses"...and kept telling me he was winning...then bi-winning...and ended everything he said with "Boom!" He was really annoying at first...wait, all that stuff reminds me of someone...who was it?

OH NO!!! I remember now! It was CHARLIE SHEEN! AHHHH! OMG, let me go soak myself in bleach...

OMG, I think I'm going to throw up! I was out on the dance floor and he came up behind me and started dancing...he kept buying me drinks...

I KISSED HIM...EWWWWWWW!

I invited him to my house...OMG...he told me his blood wasn't the only thing about him that was like a tiger...*puke in my mouth.*

Then we....omg...I can't even say it...and I heard a lullaby...aww man....what have I gotten myself into now?

Meanwhile, Merci grew up into a sweet little girl. She always tends to be optimistic in any given situation.

She loves dressing up like a green dinosaur!

Look at my baby! Puck is sooo handsome!

Well, Bridgeport got a HydroWorld, just like the one in my hometown, so I've been spending some time there. It's really just a big pool and a couple slides. I keep trying to get hold of Charlie, but I don't know how to reach him...and those who might know don't seem to want to give me any info unless I pay them...hmm, like that's going to happen!

It's hard to see, but here is a pic of my tattoo...

Then late one night, a shooting pain awakens me. Yup, I'm in labor.

I go to the hospital and come out with a beautiful baby boy! Welcome to the world, Baby 36: Kurt Reed!

Charlie shows up, but I make him sleep above the covers on my bed.

I got some info from here: http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/showtracker/2011/03/the-charlie-sheen-glossary-a-totally-bitchin-bi-winning-guide-to-the-actors-best-quotes.html