I’m Gonna Be An Aunt Again

This morning I could not find my phone. I looked in all the usual places and it wasn’t there. This is unusual, Steven’s the one who loses the keys, phone, wallet, etc. I asked Steven, to which he said, you were talking on the phone last night in bed, try there. My first thought was no I wasn’t, I went right to sleep. And then I remembered, Steven gave me the phone and it was my brother Russell. He was making a joke, but I was so asleep I couldn’t follow him. All I kept thinking was how can you be awake, you’re 2 hours ahead of me? He keeps on laughing. I couldn’t even ask him what was funny. “We’re pregnant!” “Oh, congratulations!” I couldn’t think of a proper response, I said congratulations like 5 times and just kept thinking, watch it, you’re gonna end up this tired in a few months.

It’s surreal to have your brother tell you he’s gonna have a baby. Even though he’s older, we haven’t lived in the same state in a few years and I don’t really think of him as 25 (yes, I’m 25 as well, no, we’re not twins, we’re 9 1/2 months apart). I’m also sitting here thinking my sister-in-law will weight the same amount at 9 months pregnant as I was pre-kids (not exaggerating, and she’s the same height as me, I want some naturally really skinny genes). But yeah! Russell and Leslie are gonna have a little monster (which means I have an excuse to go shopping)!

November 24, 2008   Posted in: Märia's Moments