A funny thing happened at BlogHer this year: I was told that I was going to get Pregnant!
Let me explain…
I was invited to an INCREDIBLE event —
Seriously, it was fun! We had LifetimeTini’s, great snacks, I got a massage, had my makeover and then — hit a fortune-teller.
I ONLY said “hi” to her and my name. Then I did as she said. I shuffled cards, I cut them, I picked them out, etc. (I think all with my Left hand, per instructions).
She was going over things and hitting my life RIGHT ON THE HEAD until she was talking about December.
She flipped over a card and had the craziest look on her face. She would look at that card, then at me. Repeat that about 30 times and then she said:
“You are about the same age as me, right dear”?
I cringed because I thought she was in her late 50’s or early 60’s.
I said (because who wants to insult a Gypsy after reading books that talk about their horrible curses…):
“I think so, I am 45”.
(Score a few points for flattering the Gypsy – right)?
Then she asks:
“Can you still have babies”?
—>Can I say right now how much I HATE being at the age where people ask that?
(YES, I told her, I still could).
She looked relieved and then went into her spiel….
“Oh WONDERFUL, this makes sense now! This is the creation card — or more commonly known as the BABY card. You, my dear, are going to get pregnant in December….”
I know she said more but I think I went into shock at this point. It took us 10 years to have a child, once we started trying to build our family. In the end, we adopted Miss Sarah. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being a mother and, if you are a long time reader, you know what kinds of stuff I do with Miss Sarah.
It was the whole “give her a younger sibling when I would be 46” that got me. As it is, Miss Sarah goes to bed at 8pm and I go to bed at 8:05.
My friends thought this was a hoot and scored me a ton of pacifiers, etc at the expo — and we won’t talk about how much Trojan Booth swag they nailed for me. (Seriously, who needs 20 tubes of lube?!!)
So… this DID open up the discussion with the hubster — and we MIGHT try for it. After all, the fun is in the trying, right? The thing is, we have been married almost 20 years and NEVER used Birth Control. This would be a miracle if it happened. With a capitol M.
Needless to say, my blogger friends are anxiously waiting to see how December goes. If the gypsy was right, they all plan to follow her advice too. Some needed a lawyer, some needed to take on a partner, etc. It’s nice knowing that they are putting their future in my hands… well, not really my hands, I guess my belly is more like it.
I better go have a glass of OJ — and get the hubby into boxers instead of briefs. Just wait until my Doctor hears this one. I can just see her face now……..