Not to be outdone, of course, are the best friends we’ve already got who, even if they’re not trying to get knocked up – even if they’re trying not to, in fact – are the four people we’ve trusted enough to tell the whole truth about our prospective parenthood.
Our bffs are the family we chose for ourselves. Second only to one another, these four very probably know the grown-up versions of my hubby and me better than anyone else on the planet, not to mention we’ve got our childhoods and adolescence in common! (Hello? Slumber parties and boobs and first periods and boyfriends and girlfriends and virginities lost and roads traveled!) Back in the day, we speculated that, in the future, when we were grown-ups, we’d move far, far away from our little hometowns, go to grad school, do something cool for work, get hitched, make babies, and still be the bestest friends.
The future is now.
So, a couple of months back, the Prospective Pops and I made the decision to confide confidently and confidentially in our best friends. The idea: They’re our best friends, duh, and we tell them almost everything, so why not this? The business of expanding our fam is exciting and important and life-changing, and keeping secrets is hard! We anticipated that there might come a time when we’d exhaust one another’s support and enthusiasm at which point it’d be imperative to have homies lying in wait to take (or feign) interest in the consistency of my cervical fluid, the fallback rise in my temperature chart, hubby’s research into which fruity beverages have been proven to increase the motility of sperm. And we just knew they’d respond to our news with characteristic enthusiasm, incredible support, honesty, intrigue, and respect.
And, of course, we were right. They did. And I love them for it.
An appropriately non-alcoholic toast: To boobs. And first periods. And missed periods. To little-kid best friends turned grown-up best friends. To my best friends. And our best friends. And to whatever comes next: We’ll get by with a little help from our friends.