When I woke up the next morning, the whole world obviously knew.

I actually woke up to the phone ringing.

"Oh my gosh! Why didn't you tell me?" Stacie said.

"Aagh! Stacie? Tell you what?" I asked. I'm sorry, but people don't wake Beca Mitchell-Swanson up at five in the morning.

"Um, hello? Your baby?" She said. As if I didn't know.

"Jesse!" I said between gritted teeth.

"Oh, you didn't want me to know?" Stacie asked.

"Um, no! I didn't!" I said, before hanging up.

Obviously Jesse had told everyone, including my friends.

"Jesse!" I yelled.

"Yeah?"

"Why did you go telling everyone?" I asked.

"Um, why wouldn't I?" He asked.

"I don't know? Ever heard of privacy?" I asked sarcastically.

"Well, what would they all do when we came home with a little baby? Don't you think the questions would come up then?" He asked.

"Of course I want to tell them sometime. Just not this early." I said.

"Well, I didn't know, okay?"He said.

I sighed. "How many people did you tell?"

"I promise you, I was just going to tell Benji, but you know, word gets around." He said nervously.

"Sure. Because Benji is such a gossip." I said, trying to hide my smile.

"He is." He said.

"Oh my gosh. Listen, Jesse, I know you're excited. But you can't go around telling everyone." I said.

"Yes, m'aam." He said.

Apparently since I told Jesse I waspregnant, he was going to listen to me for the next seven months.

"You're cooking dinner again tonight." I said.

"We're eating seafood for the rest of our life." He said.

"Yup."