It becomes much harder when you’re pregnant.
I’m not talking about “keeping tabs on old friends”, which is what you do on Facebook.
I’m talking real conversations on the phone with your mouths.
Unfortunately, many of my friends live far, far away. And phone conversations are hard to come by.
Tonight, I got the chance to chat with a good, dear, old friend.
She’s not old. But she’s one of my longest-tenured close friends.
It has been months since we talked, and I was so excited to finally be up late enough to talk to her.
When you’re pregnant, you crave your girl friend time. But it’s awfully hard to come by when you go to bed at 7:30, and long car rides are painful on your body and your psyche.
So a good phone call will suffice, and even though it wasn’t an hour long gab fest, it was lovely and refreshing.
Pregnant friends be ware. You have to work a little harder when you’re pregnant to get in your girl time. And after the baby comes I have a pretty good idea that the only “girl time” I’ll be getting is late night feedings with Baby Dub.
My dear friend put it best during our chat tonight.
“It’s been forever!”
“I know! But you work until 8:30, and I go to bed at 8, so our schedules are just not conducive to catching up!”
“It’s like we’re on different time zones.”
Pregnancy is its own time zone. And I feel big enough to have my own time zone.
So there’s that.