Miracles of miracles, my fertile best friend called me.
Something that almost never happens, at least since she has starting populating the planet with her ridiculously adorable babies.
Anyhow, she phoned me tonight and we chatted about our trip and a little about the new baby.
We also made a date for me to drop by on Saturday afternoon.
I'm going to be at a conference Friday and Saturday morning and I'm getting out of attending a birthday party at Mr. JB's cousin's place (yes, the cousin that fed me burnt hot dogs -- and no, I don't think that I will ever let that go!). My excuse is that I'm going to be too tired after being at the conference all morning. There will be pg bellies at the party as well (also there will be NOTHING for me to eat!!!).
I did tell my bff that going to her house is not work, which it isn't. Once I get over the horrible jealousy, I'm sure that I will be okay. I think that it was Sew that said that I have to "fake it til I make it." And that's what I have to do.
This baby is going to be a part of my life, I can't deny it.
And I also know that I will love him as much as I love his sister and brother.
I wonder if she'll notice when I sneak one of the older kids into my purse. The middle one is really cute!