My best friend is pregnant. I AM SO FREAKIN' EXCITED.
Em and I grew up three houses down from each other in the oh-so-suburban Falls Church, Virginia. She was a class ahead of me, which, of course, makes her instantly cooler than I am. Over the years we developed a phenomenal friendship that has withstood thousands of miles of distance and many epic life changes. This spring, she told me she and her husband were going to start trying to make a kid. I was basically like "Cool, you get to have lots of unprotected sex." (I know, I am dirty). I then went out to visit her to celebrate her 30th birthday and see her cute-as-a-button home outside of Boston. We had an awesome time and we even managed to spend a record-breaking 3 hours in TJ Maxx shopping. So. Freaking. Awesome. Last night I talked to her
AND SHE IS GOING TO HAVE A FUCKING BABY!!!!
Quite honestly, it is overwhelming because she is my best friend. She isn't the wife of my boss or my neighbor or anything. We have shared our lives together and now she is bringing a life into this world (with the help of her rockin' hubby, of course). I mean...she has a life growing in her belly. I know! This is everything we've already learned from family life classes, our parents and our friends. But this is different.
I am psyched because I hopefully will get to ask her all sorts of detailed and perhaps quasi-inappropriate questions about what it is like to be pregnant and give birth and stuff because well, she is my best friend. I have my motivations for exploring this topic in detail...Thankfully, she is feeling great overall, with a curious aversion to raw garlic and onions and growing knockers. Sweet.
Oh happy day!!!
2 comments:
Hee! That's me! Stace, how have I not been reading your blog for the past 4 months? I love it! Though I must say it makes me feel inadequate and uncreative. And incredibly inactive. Um, let's see, I haven't exercised (aside from the 2-mile walk here and there) in nearly 3 weeks, I just booked a B&B instead of the planned camping on my sister's undeveloped Appalachian property this Labor Day, and I spent the day on the couch today zoned on barbituates to treat my prenatal migraine instead of the alternative of painting and installing the most boring floor moulding on a 16-foot section of our living room. And I started this pregnancy planning to *up* my activity and energy!
Oh well. Glad to be able to live vicariously through you!
How can you feel inactive? You are growing a person inside of you. Pah.
Yes, blogging is fun but I am just getting the hang of it. Did I not send you the site when I first started? Hmmm.
Mad love. Baby on!
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