Mama Monica
Yeah. She isn't telling anyone yet so don't blab. She seems to think I can keep it a secret (don't worry I totally can) even though I have told my mother and my husband. Because she only cares that I don't tell anyone at work. Man, no worries there. I don't want to be the center of an explosion.
I did know something was up. Remember I had that premonition last week? Also, she was really CRAZY last week. Emotional, weepy, hungry like a beast.
I am very excited for her. Honestly, can hardly wait.
Also. JEALOUS.
Because I have baby fever too.
Monica wants me to hurry up and have one too. Tempting honestly. The whole process seems a lot less scary now that she is doing it. Which is ridiculous. But . . .
Also, I realized last night that I had convinced myself that I was years and years too young to have a baby. I got married at 22, that is pretty young. And I guess in my head I am still 22. Because I kept thinking that I would be the youngest unwed mother at tht PTA. Except I am married. And other people will be younger than me. I am not young anymore. In fact, I talk about how my parents did this fantastic job parenting because they were older. And my mom had just turned 27 when my sister was born. I am going to be 26 this year.
I am old.
So J and I talked about it a lot last night.
And will probably keep talking about it for a while.
Damn Monica. Starting trouble.
Sorry about all the baby talk lately. I promise to get back to talking about strange men masturbating in parking lots soon.