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."
