Belly Buddy!

Happy Friday everyone!  I found out this morning that I have a belly buddy at work! 

{side bar} I have now coined the term "belly buddy" as someone who is pregnant at the same time as me.  Feel free to spread that newfound knowledge and word useage. 

So, I was in the copy room and one of the girls that I'm friends with at work came in and said that she heard that congratulations were in order.  I confirmed and let her know that I was due the week of Thankgiving.  She replied with, "I'm due in December!"

Of course this is when the squeels began. How exciting!!  She's 10 weeks right now, which means she's only about 3 weeks behind me. How fun is that!  The only thing that sucks is that school is ending in four weeks and then there's a chance that I won't see her again (she is actually on contract while I am a lowly sub - heh).  My hope, of course, is to be picked up on contract for next year but that will have to wait until July when all of the transfers have been placed.

So now all I want to do is go hang out in her classroom to gab about our experiences, but since she's two grade levels below me, our schedules are never on sync.  We did have time to talk about how we were feeling:

Me: I don't feel pregnant at all.  If I didn't take a test, have doctor's visits, and ultrasounds I probably would still be clueless.

Her: Really?  I have felt awful!  Throwing up, exhausted, miserable...

Here is where I, again, breathe a sigh of relief that this pregnancy (minus the bay-bay that IS growing inside me) has gone virtually unnoticed.  I have no idea how I would function if I was throwing up and miserable constantly.  The last time I threw up was my 26th birthday.  You read that right, 4 1/2 years ago.  I know this because I avoid vomit AT ALL COSTS.  The reason it hasn't happened since was because that time I drank myself into a stooper and had to sleep on the bathroom floor all night with my comforter wrapped around me.  There, unfortunately, is photographic evidence of this, which will most likely not end up on this posting.  Point is... I am a child when it comes to feeling yucky and throwing up.  If I had to teach every day with the fear of voimt lurking in the back of my mind I would have gone nuts a long time ago.

This now leaves me wondering... are there any more belly buddies out there just waiting to spill the beans?