It sounds like the start of a bad joke, doesn't it? Two pregnant ladies go to a football game reminds me of the old "a guy walks into a bar" opening line of a thigh-slapper. I generally try very hard to keep this blog about AJ and not wander into my life, my political opinions, my work angst, etc., but I am making an exception to post a picture of me and my good friend, S., at the Northwestern homecoming football game last weekend. We had planned to take AJ until we found out that game time coincided with nap time, so I went to the game with S., who flew in from Boston, and Joe stayed home with AJ. This is also a way for me to share the news that AJ is going to be a big brother in late December. The reality that another baby is soon on his or her way is starting to sink in now that we are two months away. S. is due with her first, a little girl, in late February, so this baby will have a long-distance friend in Boston who may be a future college roommate in 18 years.
PS--I oddly don't look very pregnant in this picture, but trust me, I am getting big. A lady asked me in the elevator the other day if I am having twins. I went home and threw that pair of maternity pants into a storage bin.
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