On Friday, my best friend will officially start her second trimester of
pregnancy. Which means that the news I’ve been sitting on for the
past 10 weeks can officially be screamed from the mountain
tops…
Who
says I can’t keep a secret? But it’s been killing me to be
quiet. In fact, I was so excited that before we moved IZ
and I started calling Becca, "Linda"–just in case. When you live
in Seminary housing and gossip is disguised as "prayer requests" being
paranoid is a prerequisite for sanity. And after moving, it became
difficult to exchange knowing glances with Becca–it just doesn’t work
as well in email. The thrill was gone. . . so, you can imagine my
glee to finally be able to say,
I know, it’s all about me.
But seriously, I couldn’t be
happier for my beloved Becca (ok, and you too Dan!) and I’ve been
telling her that as often as possible. The darling "Peanut" as we
have been calling her/him will be arriving shortly before my birthday
and I can’t think of a better present!
Unfortunately,
I’ve been having issues uploading an image of the Peanut’s ultrasound
photo. So, you will just have to trust me that he/she is aptly
named for the moment…
Woohoo… and did I tell you that I am going to be an Auntie?
