I told a funny story today. A story I have told a number of times in the last six months. A story that never fails to make me laugh; sometimes from discomfort, other times from the sheer absurdity of it all.
Mr. P’s friend’s father announced that congratulations were in order.
I knew this was coming but it’s something that, for some reason, I find incredibly awkward to talk about.
At the time of Nathan’s accident My two boys attended the same school. Everyone was wonderful and supportive and helpful. And because it was such a public tragedy I never had to explain our situation.
Then mister P moved schools.
This means in a single conversation I’ve explained how I was widowed, am now remarried, and, yes, I am pregnant with my fourth boy! Oh, and did I mention that my new husband is also my brother-in-law? Yes, my kids do occasionally call my husband uncle-daddy!
Like I said, it’s complicated.
But also lovely.
And Preston’s friend’s dad? He said he thought it was pretty cool.
Thanks for being awesome.