That's a term we use for the group of women in our Church who happen to be pregnant at the same time. They stand together, huddled in a circle, baby bumps bumping each other, ready to forage a meal for two downstairs. As of this moment, one of them has given birth. A 4lb bundle of joy! A tiny turkey!
Today I got to see our new baby nephew, Reuben, or as Matilda and I like to call him, "Baby Benny." He is so adorable! Normally newborns aren't (no offense), but Benny had such a cute little face. Unfortunately he was sleeping most of the time we were there. I think if we set off the loudest foghorn in the world in that room, he still wouldn't flinch.
Babies, marriage, love...blah, this is all that the conversation turns to these days. It happened again on Saturday at a potlock with las amigas. I don't feel old, so why are the times dropping obvious signs that I am?
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