This baby train is never ending, and I guess it’s really just beginning. My brother Andrew and his wife Catherine came from London this weekend and we all met up for brunch on Saturday. I knew something fishy was going on when they both ordered Pellegrino Limondas to drink. I mean, this is brunch! And more importantly, this is Andrew and Catherine — my favorite couple, my favorite people to visit, my favorite people to got out with, my favorite people to stay in with, and certainly up there on the list of my favorite people to have a bloody mary brunch with.
Needless to say, shortly after the bubbly non-alcoholic elixirs were set in front of them, the news came out. They too, are pregnant! Much to the extreme delight of Catherine’s mom, the couple that wouldn’t have surprised anyone if they decided not to have kids and continue their life of parties and jet-setting around the globe, are going to join the parent club. Looks like a little British cousin for Maisie and India and another niece or nephew for me.
Personally I am feeling a little overwhelmed with the babies, births, pregnancies, family dinners, brunches, walks, shopping trips, and all. Saturday I sat at D & A’s holding 4-day-old India while Deanna explained the details of nursing, birthing, pumping to an even more overwhelmed Catherine. But you know, I actually am enjoying every minute of this hyper-drive family time once I am there — it’s just the getting out of bed and walking to the subway in the 24 degree weather that stresses me out.
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