too weird

so, my husband and i went up to the cottage this weekend, per may two-four tradition. it was colder than hell (and i do believe that hell must be cold). h's cousin came up too, with his wife.

i have been hearing for years about how h's mum and aunty were pregnant together (along with another aunty), and h and cousin have always been close as a result. i've often thought, wouldn't it be nice if cousin had a kid the same age as ours, and the kids could grow up together? and we could have consecutive weeks at the cottage in the summer, and the kids would stay up for the full two weeks, and each set of parents would get a week off?

anyway, so we're having breks, and cousin's wife announces that she's pregnant. i say really? how far along? she says six weeks. i say, me too!

so, everyone is happy and congratulating and everything else. but it gets better.

what's your due date? 11 january. me too!

and she's going to the same midwives' practice.

and her doctor is in the same practice as mine.

how freaky is that!! pretty freaking freaky, if you ask me. we'll be at the same hospital, high-fiving each other in the hallway.

but mostly, it was really nice (for both of us) to talk to someone at the same stage, and just be able to talk, period. we had both been wondering that morning, how am i going to get out of doing the heavy lifting without looking like a jerk? what if i feel like puking or really need a nap? it was so nice just to be honest and normal and ourselves.

i can't think of any couple i'd rather share this pregnancy with!