On Saturday night, as I was heading back into the living room where our friends were hanging out with my man J, I heard this conversation:
J's best friend (and current father of a 1-year old): Yeah, pregnancy can be pretty nervewracking.
J: You're telling me. If you had any idea the thoughts that go through my head every time I see [Babychaser's] name come up on the caller ID. . . .
I caught myself blinking back tears. J's awesome, and hilarious, and sarcastic, and I adore him. But he doesn't often talk about how he's feeling, and sometimes it's hard to have a serious conversation with him about this pregnancy. I had no idea he was as scared as I am. And knowing that he's as deep into this as I am really touched me.