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Today is a somber day. It’s a day that knows real pain, not just the pain that comes from Starbucks running out of my breakfast sandwich right before I get there. It is a pain that is a rite of passage, that acknowledges my now complete immersion into the postgrad world–a world that exists in a parallel universe, completely cut off from my carefree college days. Today is the first day that I heard a real pregnancy announcement. I say real, because it didn’t come from a cousin or an old babysitter. No, it came from a friend who was in my sorority, in my chapter, at the same time that I was. And she’s married now so, like, I can’t even talk shit about how she doesn’t know how to use birth control properly, because there is a real possibility this was planned.
These are 55 thoughts I had after hearing my first real pregnancy announcement.
- Did I take my birth control this morning?
- I wonder if it was actually just an accident?
- I bet it was an accident, and now she’s just parading around on Facebook to make the rest of us look bad.
- What a bitch.
- She’s having a baby and I threw up Chardonnay this morning while I was brushing my teeth.
- If I threw up kind of soon after I took my birth control, does that mean it doesn’t work?
- Wait, I can’t be pregnant–right?
- If I got pregnant right now, I would literally die.
- How can she take care of a human when she literally was buying three $5 pitchers a night, like, two years ago?
- I wonder how many times they had unprotected sex before she got pregnant.
- I wonder if she’ll cut her hair now.
- Do you stop drinking when you’re trying to have a baby? Or just once you know you’re pregnant?
- She’s not going to be able to drink for, like, a year.
- I honestly don’t know how I would maintain my (debatable) sanity if I couldn’t drink and make poor choices on the weekend.
- At least baby clothes are cute.
- She better not pull that “as long as it’s healthy, I’m happy” bullshit. Everyone has a gender preference, you’re only fooling yourself.
- There’s no way she could have a clean divorce now, so I hope she doesn’t regret getting married at 23.
- Did he want the baby, too? Or did she trick him into it?
- There’s no way it was his choice to have a baby right now.
- Maybe she has a magic vagina.
- How in the fuck are they going to pay for this?
- As a business major, I can attest that this may not have been a fiscally responsible decision.
- They have a fiduciary responsibility to take care of that peanut for the next 18 years.
- So much responsibility.
- I think that’s when you become a real adult, when you have a kid.
- What happens if your baby is crying and you just don’t wake up because you’re so tired you don’t even hear it?
- Now they’re going to make all the people who just bought them a wedding present buy them a baby present.
- What a couple of selfish assholes.
- I now live in a world where the only theme parties are marriage and baby.
- Maybe I should get rid of my costume trunk.
- Maybe I could give it to the baby! My sailor costume will totally fit it in a couple years.
- Does she just not want to have fun anymore?
- I guess I just missed the transition from avoiding any real responsibility to actually seeking it out.
- I cannot handle talking to my mother today.
- Am I still obligated to invite her out?
- I mean, she’s great, but a pregnant lady who can’t drink is just kind of a downer.
- I offered to host Thanksgiving this year. I thought that was a big step. Fucking one-uppers.
- She gets a paid vacation from work.
- Is there a way to get a paid vacation from work without having to have a baby?
- Wait, is she going to be a stay at home mom now?
- HOW THE FUCK ARE THEY GOING TO PAY FOR THIS?
- I turned down a date last month with the guy I’d been sleeping with because it was too much commitment.
- I was too scared of commitment to go to dinner.
- Should I have said yes?
- I don’t want a baby, but I also don’t want to be the last of my friends to have a baby.
- I finished college! I’m living in the real world! Why couldn’t that be enough for a while, at least until I’ve adjusted?
- Do I have any wine at home? I might need to get more.
- I think that maybe I should just stay off the Internet for the next 24 hours.
- There’s no way I’m going to the gym today now.
- She can eat whatever she wants and no one can say anything.
- That’ll be a bitch to work off after, though.
- What’s the normal amount of weight you gain when you’re pregnant?
- I have so many things I want to do before I have a baby.
- This might be worse than my ex-boyfriend getting engaged.
- Fuck, this is just the beginning, isn’t it?
You are now on a slippery slope of baby announcements. They don’t stop. Some people even have more than one!
“Your friend”
There are actually 55… I thought that part was a joke, kind of like your friendship now unless you get knocked up too.