Because everyone loves some good gossip....
So I got some big news this week. I was talking to Fab the other day and we were totally judging a friend's child-rearing techniques. After which, I laughed and said "Well, I suppose it's easy for us to say, we're not parents". And then Fab was suddenly silent on the other end. And I was like "Wait a minute, is there something you're not telling me?" And he said "Actually....Kathell/Cattle is pregnant, so I guess I'm going to be a father."
Let me just say it again - Whoa.
Now I knew it would happen sometime, but I guess I just wasn't expecting right now. (And apparently neither was he!)
But he seems to be at peace with the whole idea now, and honestly, so am I. Even though I didn't really want kids, Fab was the first one I actually talked about it with. We talked about what our kids would look like, what our hopes were for them, potential names, etc. At that point, I still saw him as the future father of my kids. So it's weird to think about him now having a child with someone else. But as I sit here typing this, ironically almost five years to the day that I started blogging AND just a few kilometers from where my French adventure began, I find that I'm mostly happy for him.
Time may not heal all wounds, but this one is at least getting smaller.
Labels: Heartbreak hotel