In March, my friend JM celebrated his 30th birthday. We went to college together and both moved to Chicago upon graduation (he graduated a year before me). He had continued to live in Chicago until last year when he moved to Columbus to attend law school.
JM decided that he wanted to spend his 30th birthday with his friends who were still in Chicago, so he made the trip to the Windy City with his wife (who actually made all the arrangements) and all of his college friends were to attend. All of my former roommates were on the list (I lived with five other guys for most of my time there). However, because of my busy schedule and the busy schedules of my former roommates, we hadn't done the best job keeping in touch. I was busy with improv, BW was busy finishing his doctorate and spending time with his wife NW who is a medical intern at one of the U of C hospitals. BS was busy finishing law school and getting ready for his move to Milwaukee to work for a judge up there. PM and his wife were busy doing husband and wife things. Therefore, this little party was going to be a chance for us all to catch up on what has been happening.
I arrived a little late to the gathering, though I wasn't the last one in attendance. I looked around the room and saw BW, BS, RF and his wife, JM and his wife and a few other of JM's friends. Then I noticed NW standing near one of the tables and tought that something looked different about her. She turned sideways and I was able to put my finger on it. She was pregnant. My guess was about eight months pregnant. I was obviously surprised, but said nothing and greeted my friends as nothing was different. I stood talking to BW, BS, and RF for a while and when there was a lull in the conversation, I turned to BW and said:
"So, your wife's pregnant."
Jaws dropped around the circle and the look on BW's face was one of confusion and guilt, "You didn't know?"
"Oh, God. I'm sorry. I thought we told you. You know, you just get to a point where you feel like you've told everyone and then you just assume everyone knows," he said.
"Yeah, I know. That's how it was with my first kid."
This generated some chuckles and BW asked, "Just to be safe, you're kidding, right?"
I confirmed that I was, in fact, kidding and the conversation moved on.
We talked for a while about various shit - mostly music - and began to wonder when dinner would start. Just as people were beginning to move toward their seats, PM and his wife walked in. I noticed immediately that PM's wife was also very, very pregnant. I turned and looked at BS and he asked, "Didn't know about this one, either?"
Laughter erupted. I looked over my other friends standing there and said, "Anyone else have any announcements they should make?"
We then sat down to dinner and had a good laugh about how I had been left out of the baby loop. I ordered a beer and began feeling very out of place sitting at the grown-ups table.