My mom has a photo of her and my aunt when they were both pregnant at the same time. That was in 1985.
For whatever reason, I thought that was something sisters did…they had to take pictures together when knocked up. So back when I was pregnant with Weston, I insisted that my sis Nornie take some pics with me. I wanted to post them here but she wanted me to wait on spilling the beans about her pregnancy. That’s why I actually had Weston and waited to share his birth story for so long….because she was a little part of his arrival story….at least her passing out in the hospital room was memorable 🙂
The great news is, we actually have two of these photos….
YUP! She has a bun in the oven! And is due this August! Can you tell I am just REEMING with excitement? Because I am….like in a completely awkward and obvious way. Like I baby talk four inches away from her flat belly in public in the loudest possible voice with no shame. And I used to grab her by the hips, spread my legs wide and dramatically rub my baby belly all over hers shouting “baby playdate!”.
The way the crazy happened was that neither of us got pregnant right away trying for our second kiddos but with our thirds it was like something was in the water. (and I’m not talking hot tub pregnancies) We each were due with our third little ones only 15 months from our second. She (and her husband Boots) shared the good news at Christmas (they had just found out they were pregnant) and so I have been anxiously unable to sit still, twiddling my thumbs, and begging her to let me share it with the world for a while now. I almost died of impatience. Waiting isn’t my forte.
How’s that for an awkward family photo?!
My face can barely hold that smile. Norn is much more even keeled than I am so it’s no wonder that my excitement makes her give me that look. I’m basically a dog that is entirely too excited to chase a squirrel.
Now I can barely wait to know what the little bun in the oven is….yup…since this is most likely their last baby, they decided to switch things up and keep it a mystery. Last time they found out at 20 weeks but this time even they don’t know the sex of the munchkin! I love that idea…waiting to find out on your last baby so that you have that “IT’s A______!!!” moment in the delivery room. I know some people wait to share the sex, some wait to share the name, some don’t wait for anything, some wait on everything. I’m crossing my fingers for a girl for them….because, let’s be honest, I need to shop for a girl. And tutu’s and headbands and sparkly shoes just don’t look right on my boys (although LJ’s hair does look good with accessories!) And because we just have way too much testosterone during Nana Camp. Either way – Nornie asked that we all pray for a healthy pregnancy and easy delivery (they are currently in the middle of moving so that’s stressful!).
CONGRATULATIONS YOU GUYS! I can’t wait to snuggle your little one…you know, because I WANT ALL THE BABIES!