So, all of a sudden, I was 6 weeks preggers (because they count back from your last period) but I had only known I was pregnant for about 2 weeks.

I was still a little in shock. I couldn’t believe it was real.

I was seeing Dr. Right for weekly ultra sounds, just to make sure everything was going well. God, I loved Dr. Right.

I wasn’t saying a word about my pregnancy to anyone yet. I wanted to wait till not only the first trimester was over, but for my CVS test to come back.

A CVS is not only a drug store, as I first thought.


A CVS test is like an amniocentesis test but a newer method. For us older mom’s, it’s highly recommended to take one of these tests.

So, it was Saturday night and I was going to a party. When I arrived I was pleased to see lots of my friends and a buffet that included a huge tray of macaroni and cheese. I helped myself to a full plate of it; though I wasn’t at the I’m starving every second point yet, I was very hungry and not worrying about calories.


I hugged and talked and laughed and held a red party cup filled with water. I was bursting with happiness and wanted to tell the world my secret, which must have been making me glow.

At one point, I was standing with a married couple I’d known for many years. The wife was a lot younger than me. They were drinking beers. Another friend of ours, Gabe, walked over. We were surprised to see him out and about because he and his wife had just had a baby.

“How’s it going, Gabe?” “Do you have photos?” “Are you so tired?” etc.

Gabe showed photos and reported that all was well with his wife and infant.

“Being a parent is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me,” Gabe said to us, “I just can’t believe how different I feel.” We all smiled and Ooooed and Aaawed.

Gabe continued talking about his baby and shifted his weight in such a way that he simultaneously leaned in to the married couple and turned his back on me, thus, pushing me out of the conversation. The three of them continued to talk moving in closer to each other as if I had said, excuse me, I’m leaving this horrible conversation now.

Seriously, I was now standing all alone on the outskirts of their triangle.  They were having a private conversation about babies… and I was pregnant!

“You two are going to have a baby someday soon, right?” I heard Gabe ask the couple I had just been standing with. They nodded and drank their beers. “Well, when you two have your baby, you will understand what I mean and you will say, Gabe, we understand. So, I’ll tell you some of the best parts…”

I wanted SO badly to scream, “You can talk to me too! I know I’m not married, guys but I’m due in March!”

I don’t know if Gabe thought he’d be hurting my feelings by sharing his happiness or if he simply just thought because I was single I didn’t want kids, but either way, I thought it was weird. I guess it could have been an accident…

Sometimes, people don’t know what to do with SINGLES!!!

For a minute or so I stood there and listened to Gabe talking about baby things that I actually wanted to hear. Also, I thought that Gabe might look over his shoulder and see me standing alone staring at them and say, Oh sorry! Did I shut you out?   But he didn’t.

I could have pushed my way back in or said, hey, why did you move the group away from me? But I was pretty fascinated by this new single-mom-to-be discovery. Would there be more?

So I just walked away. Crazy.

I couldn’t wait to tell Gabe I was pregnant, in a few months. He was on my MUST CALL NOT EMAIL list.

*When I did tell Gabe I was pregnant, he was very happy for me. He was slightly surprised, of course, but his response was sweet, “I’m so glad you are going to get to be a mother. You are going to love it and be a wonderful mom.”

 Does anyone else have a good “people are so awkward around singles” story?

photo credit: <a href=””>library riot</a> via <a href=””>photopin</a> <a href=””>cc</a>

photo credit: <a href=””>ShellyS</a> via <a href=””>photopin</a> <a href=””>cc</a>

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