Yesterday was exhausting for me. Woke up at 5am to hit the gym, school all day, Girls on the Run practice/celebration, Girls on the Run coaches' dinner, tye-dying 20 t-shirts for field day, and then scrambling last minute to find a dress for a wedding we have to go to tonight. Phew! I was pretty much gone from 7:30am - 9:30pm. That, however, is not the real point of my post.
My point is this: is everyone pregnant!?
Is seems that everywhere I go I see pregnant women. I remember when my last batch of friends were pregnant, they thought the same thing. I guess it just happens that way. In the past year five of my friends had babies. Three of them were within two weeks of one another and the other two were as well. I already wrote about the belly buddy that I found out about at work, well, last night I found another.
Generally I hate going to functions alone. I am one of those people who have no clue how to start conversations with strangers. The entire time I'm talking I think in my head, "God that sounds so stupid!!" Basically meeting new people makes me feel weird and batheos so I try to avoid it. When I found out that my other coaches weren't going to the GOTR dinner last night my flight reaction started to kick in.
"Just don't go, Jessica" "You have too much stuff to do anyway."
And then the guilt kicked in, "You already RSVPd and it's at a restaurant, suck it up and go."
I decided to go mainly because there were door prizes; one of which was a new pair of running shoes. Who says bribery isn't effective?
I get to this dinner and am surrounded by strangers. Awkward! I founda nice looking girl about my age who was also sitting alone and asked to join her. Everything was fine with conversation because a lot of the other coaches are teachers too so that gives me a ton of topics to talk about. Her friend later joined us and was equally nice. Anyway, come to find out that her friend is pregnant. When I asked how far along she was she told me 15 weeks - holy sh#tballs, I'm 15 weeks!! She gave me the customary glance at my belly and then told me she was due on Thanksgiving (11/24) two days after me! Crazy! We kept talking and relized that we both found out we were pregnant the same weekend. Sadly, I will probably never see her again but it was cool to make a connection for the moment.
Bad thing about the dinner was that it was a pizza buffet. Normally I would have been ecstatic about that except for the fact that we had just thrown our team a pizza party, where of course I had two slices, a few hours before. I basically ate pizza all night last night. My mom says the baby is going to come out with an Italian accent. Maybe faux Italian since I'm sure our pizza isn't anything like it is over there.
Last night I had a dream that my bestie RH was pregnant and was due the same time as me. I think I'm going to need to interrigate her tomorrow :)
**I'm adding onto this post because the topic is still the same**
We went to a wedding on Friday night. We were at a table with three other couples and a single guy, nine of us total. Out of the four women at the table, three of us were pregnant. On top of that we were all due within a week of each other. One girl was 17 weeks, another 16 weeks, and I am 15 weeks. So crazy!! We kept our water far away from SS who is getting married soon :)
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