I have these friends (a married couple) back home that I’m very close to. I’ll call them The Ls. We’ve spent so much time together we know what each other is thinking (all three of us), and she and I have been mistaken for sisters many times (once even as twins, which is a bit of a stretch).
When Stephen and I found out we were expecting, we shared the news with a very small circle of people during the first trimester. Our family, and just a couple of friends. We scheduled a skype call with The Ls, chatted for a few minutes, before I dropped the news on them. “We’re pregnant!” There was a stunned pause on their end, and then, “So are we.”
Time for a stunned pause on our end.
Finally I managed to speak – “What? When are you due?” Their due date was three weeks before ours.
It was quite the surprise on both ends. The four of us had not spoken about trying to get pregnant at all. The Ls have been married many, many years, with no real plans to try to get pregnant. We are all four around 40 years old – certainly not in our pregnancy prime years. So, while some people might think we had planned on being pregnant together, it really was quite a surprise to all of us.
My friends had their baby this past Monday. I couldn’t be happier for them. Another friend went to visit them in the hospital and posted a photo online, and suddenly, I felt…sad.
I feel like I’m missing out on so much back home. Ordinary small things, hanging out with friends, fun events. Births.
It’s silly. I’m experiencing so much over here, and I love that we have this opportunity. I just want the best of both worlds, I guess.
Baby J update – 10 Days to go! I’m blogging every day until I give birth, so you’ll know when the baby is born!