Da Baby

I know I'm not supposed to announce news like this so soon, but since she's told half of Etowah County already, I'm just gonna say it.

Angie's pregnant!

She and her husband Dewayne have been hoping/trying for a baby for a few years now, and though I'm scared to jinx it, my excitement is overwhelming. My best friend of 15 years is pregnant, and I? Am going to be an aunt.

I wish I could tell you how happy we all are for her, but it's hard to express. I've seen her face when she found out others were pregnant, sat on her couch while she paraded out the 500,000 things she bought for "so and so's baby shower", gotten calls from the hospital as she's rushed out to be by someone's side as they gave birth. This time, it gets to be her. At first I was afraid because everything will change now. My friendship of 15 years will have to grow up a little more. She's gonna be a mom. What if she doesn't need me anymore? But I sat in her living room last night and watched her face as she got to call every person she knew, when I heard her laughing... I'm just so happy she's happy! And when the room cleared out and the phone stopped ringing she turned to me and said 'Oh my GOD, Melanie. I'm pregnant."

How silly. Of course that old bitch is gonna need me.

While I was blogging she called me.

Me: I was just blogging about you!

Angie: What are you, psychic? How'd you know it was me?

Me: We have caller ID now.

Angie: Ooohhhhhhhhh

Me: I'm blogging about your pregnancy. I said I was worried that you wouldn't need me, and then I said "Of course that old bitch is gonna need me!"

Angie: Hahahahahaha! Of course I need you! How silly!

Me: Der.

Angie: I'm gonna need you to come pull my fat ass up off this couch.

Me: Hahaha!

Angie: And hold my hand, cause I'm scared, and tell me it'll be okay... and go with me to the doctor cause Dewayne will be in Atlanta!

Me: Well, it's only right that I go, it's my baby.

Angie: It is your baby! Hey this is what I need you to do. You know how I am. When I go into labor it's gonna be crazy. But just remind me that I want to do this with dignity and grace. No crying, no cussin', no screaming at everyone.

Me: Neither of us have ever done anything with dignity and grace.

Angie: I'm doing THIS!

Me: I got your back. Dignity and grace, check.

Angie: And don't let Dr. Phillips touch me he's got big hands, and he's rough. I'll be drugged up and I might start thinking it's a good idea.

Me: Got it. No Dr. Phillips, no cussing.

Angie: Well you can cuss if you want.

Me: How about this, if you wanna cuss just tell me and I'll do it for you.

Angie: Cool.