I have a confession to make. From the moment I was a little kid, I was a tomboy. Not only was I (and still am) a sports fanatic, but I'm one of those who just always got along better with the boys than I did with the girls. I hate shopping, I hate makeup, I don't feel like spending hours getting ready for something, I'd much rather talk about who's going to win the Stanley Cup than Paris Hilton's lack of talent. In any case, my best friend (besides Leif) is a guy, and that's ok. I definitely have female friends, but I've never felt like I "fit in" properly with any of them, but again, that's ok. I still consider some of them good friends, but I'm definitely not going to be the first one on anyone's call list for stuff.
I say all this just to put things in perspective, and also to say that my becoming pregnant has given me more in common with my female friends than I ever had before. Even though I still refuse to go on pedicure runs with them, they've all (and I'll add that "they all" includes all my neighbors including those I am not necessarily very close with) made themselves available should I have any questions on babies or pregnancy, they've given me very much solicited advice, and have generally made me feel like I fit in somewhat. :)
2 things have happened recently to make me realize more than ever that it's the quality of the people you know, and definitely not the quantity. First, today was a random, ordinary day - nothing exciting was going on, and I was counting the days (2 months) until the baby would arrive. Suddenly, the doorbell rings, and it's the postman with a package from Big Picture Scrapbooking. As I do the tech support for them, sometimes I'll get random things in the mail, but I definitely wasn't expecting anything. Imagine my very pleasant surprise when I opened the box, and found a load of baby stuff in it! Washcloths, onesides, burp cloths, an outfit, hats, socks, hooded towels, and a really soft blanket. Paula, Kayce, and Stacy, you guys are the best, and it was so cool of you to send this to us!
The second thing hasn't technically happened yet, but I still feel very grateful. A few months ago, I was talking to one of my neighbors, Mariela, who informed me that I absolutely had to have a baby shower. I really didn't give it a whole lot of thought, until later on she informed me that not only did I have to have a baby shower, but that she was going to put it together for me. Honestly I didn't know what to say. Not only did she handmake all the invitations (with stamps, scrapbooking, and ribbon!), but apparently she's going overboard in decorating her house (which she won't let me see until Sunday), and several other neighbors (we invited the whole cul-de-sac) have volunteered to bring various food dishes (all homemade), and help decorate. For these people to do this for me, the local tomboy who's never really had any close female friends, is just fantastic, and words just can't describe how much I appreciate having these people in my life who will go above and beyond for me.
These aren't the only people who've helped out a lot during this pregnancy. As an example, Brien and Beth Wankel sent us a whole box of baby clothes that their kid grew out of. Granted a lot of them are for the summer, but there's definitely a bunch I can use as well!
So yeah, I'm probably doing a "hormonal rambling" on this post, but it's ok, I'm allowed to, I'm pregnant, dammit. :)