Secret Timing (or lack there of)

It's a bit strange to feel the realism of everything now that the cat's out of the bag! It's been a little fun to have this little secret shared between Tim and I.  The looks, the secret whispers at night talking about what will be.  This is just the beginning and the surprises will continue, there will be no public discussion of names or of gender. We believe in the gift of surprise in this family, and there aren't enough good surprises in life, so we're taking full advantage of this one!

So even though this little secret was ours, and ours alone, there was one other person that found out (on accident) before everyone else did and it's a funny story that I can share now. Hooray!

Tim and I spend most of our free time at the lake, especially during the summer, but we love going there year-round. Near the lake house there's this cute little mom & pop restaurant that we visit regularly.  The food is good, drinks are strong, plus it's a charming and very convenient spot... mostly though, the company is very entertaining!  The locals and "weekenders" alike come here to let loose, visit with lake-friends and get a good laugh from "the establishment".  We love Amanda, our favorite bartender, but she is truly one of a kind!  I don't even know where to begin when I describe her. She has a heart of gold, but sass and attitude that would put most Texas gals to shame. Amanda has been bugging us about babies for as long as we have known her.  (Side-note to friends & family: don't worry she always got the same response everyone did when she asked us about babies.)  

Needless to say, there is an endless amount of character in this one spot!

So back to the story:

Not long after we found out we were expecting, we went up to have dinner on a Friday night and, as is custom, Amanda grabbed two beers and had them on the counter waiting for us.  Before she opened the beer, I quickly stopped her and told her that I had gone out the night before and drank too much and wasn't feeling up for the drinks that evening. She couldn't believe her ears. Seriously...this girl knows us. :) She didn't push though and put the beers back in her cooler. We had dinner, caught up on life and took our to-go box home. Almost 3 hours later, Amanda and Kevin (the owner) called us on Tim's phone. Amanda told (didn't ask) Tim to give me the phone. I said hello and the conversation progressed like this:

A:  Why didn't you drink tonight?

N:  I told you I had too much to drink last night.

A:  For real Nicole, why didn't you drink tonight?

N:  I told you...why? Are you bothered that I didn't stay up there and drink with you?

A:  You're such a liar!  You *it*h! (I told you she's sassy!) You're pregnant!

N:  Why would you say that?

A:  Well it didn't help that you dropped your appointment reminder card for your OBGYN! 

At this point, I started laughing and then it was over. She freaked out and started half screaming/half crying. She kept saying over and over that Tim and I were going to have such pretty babies and I just had to keep reminding her how early it was and how she couldn't open her big mouth to anyone. (We really do have a loving friendship!)  I couldn't believe that when I pulled my wallet out of my purse to pay for dinner, the card had dropped on the floor. Hysterical timing I tell ya!

Only In a Benton World does your bartender know before anyone else that you're pregnant!