Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Psychic Deli Man

Here's where things get interesting.

On Sunday, September 26, I went grocery shopping at Walmart. First stop: the deli. As I'm waiting for my selections, the oh-so-friendly deli man strikes up a conversation with me. In the span of about 90 seconds, he tells me that it's his birthday, he has 5 older sisters, and that his parents just got divorced after many years of marriage. I offer a few kind words. He then notices my wedding ring and politely asks how long I've been married. I tell him a little over a year. He quickly glances at my mid-section and replies, "And you're already expecting?! How far along are you?" I glance down at my stomach in disbelief. I am so completely caught off guard that I get really nervous and say, "Um, about 2 months." As he offers his congratulations, I'm thinking Do you even show at 2 months?!? and Did I really just lie to the deli man? I suppose I didn't want to make him feel bad, so I just went along with it. I suddenly can't stop giggling. I have to turn away from him because I'm laughing so uncontrollably. After what seems like forever, I finally get my ham and turkey and hurry to the next isle over so I can call Jonathan and tell him what just happened. I am practically crying by this point because I'm laughing so hard. The lady in the bread isle with me probably thought I was crazy. Jonathan got a good laugh out of it, as did a few of my friends and family. Later that night, I vowed to never again wear the dress I had been wearing that gave the impression of a baby bump.

Six days later, to my complete and utter surprise, I found out I actually was pregnant! The first thing I said to Jonathan was, "Do you know what this means?" He said, "The deli man was right!" As shocked and surprised and scared as we were in that moment, all we could do was laugh.

So there you have it. We're going to have a baby! I didn't exactly lie to the deli man after all...my timing was just off by a month (in reality, I was about 4 weeks along at the time and didn't know it). Moral of the story: Jonathan gets everything he wants - a puppy and a baby!

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