Weekend With the Girls

So my girlfriends from college (aka Cotati Hotties) came to town this weekend for a much overdue girls' weekend. Michelle got engaged over the holidays so we were celebrating her engagement and her 30th birthday. We spent time out here in Danville which we hadn't done in a while and always means a lot to me. And then we hit SF yesterday for bridal dress shopping at Neiman Marcus and a night out.

I wanted to tell them desperately!!! Everyone knows I'm a talker and an open book about most everything. But I kept quiet. Mostly because it was Michelle's weekend and I didn't want to steal her thunder. Engagment and 30th birthday are a once in a lifetime and although each pregnancy is awesome, I've been the lucky center of exciting attention quite a few times in recent years. In addition a couple of the girls have been working hard for their own little buns in the ovens and I know how it feels when you want it and someone you are close to announces "I'm prego and we weren't even trying." I keep hoping that this is the month and we'll all be pregnant together.

I feel a little like a lier and can't believe people ever wait to tell anyone (with Reese I barely lasted a few weeks, with Lucy barely a few days). So this lying to everyone's face is new to me and feels awful!!!! But I think they will appreciate me waiting.

My First Blog

So I thought I'd join the new millennium and get myself a blog. Just when I think our friends and family can't stand another email with pictures of my kids, someone goes and asks me to send more. Everyone knows I'm an avid scrapper and my girlfriend Wendy told me she was going to print out her blogs for her scrapbooks. At least if I can't scrap for a while, I'll remember what we were doing when the pictures were taken.

And I guess I wanted to do something special for this BABY...yes baby. It's taken me a few weeks but I'm finally adjusting to the fact that we are pregnant with #3. We always teased about wanting a third and secretly I think we both hoped it would happen...someday. Well SOMEDAY came sooner than we'd planned. I thought "Wouldn't it be nice to be pregnant with my sister next time she's prego, or one of my Cotati Hottie friends. Reese would be in elementary school, Lucy in preschool." So I was thinking a year or two from now. Well, you know what they say, "the best laid plans, blah, blah, blah." If all goes well this new baby and Lucy will only be slightly over 2 years apart- YIKES!

Two weeks ago Brady was in Tahoe for a boys ski weekend. I was with the Reese and Lucy and on my way out to my friend Abby's 30th birthday. I had this nagging feeling to take a test. I had just been shopping and bought these ridiculously expensive Paige jeans. I thought "If I'm prego those are so going back." The first two pregnancies weren't easy to come by, I needed help from drugs, etc. so I thought there was no way. I was shocked when it came back positive. I was shaking as I drove the girls to Longs buy myself to buy two more. I didn't believe it.

I took a picture of the two positive tests and sent Brady an email that said "You got your wish." Because he was bugging me to have another one and I had agreed to think about it in the next year. After the party I returned his call and of course he'd seen the email. He was so excited, and we both agreed however overwhelming it may be, this was a gift from God on His time not ours.

So...with that we decided to wait a bit to tell our family and friends. My sister's little guy Mason is only 6 weeks old and I want her to have my family's full attention right now. Plus Brady's folks are coming out in March for Reese's birthday and we thought since this is the last one we'd really enjoy telling everyone face to face. I think the family will be a excited but a little nervous (especially my dad) seeing that we recently started our company. But in reality Brady's been at it forever and so have I, just not officially. My dad just had surgery so my family is a little busy right now to be bothered with yet another baby announcement from me. And I want to make sure it's "confirmed" with a doctor before I start telling everyone at school, getting them all worked up that I'll be out again right after school starts.

With that I'm going to fake it for three more weeks. I'll be 9 weeks at that point. Until then I hope no one notices I've gained 5 lbs. Just like with Lucy, a positive test and I immediately can't fit in my jeans.

I just want to enjoy every minute of what will be the last time around for us. I want to record it mostly for ourselves so we never forget what an amazing time this is.