Jenny Jenny...Who Can I Turn To?

I know a lot of Jennifers...a lot. I was never called Jennifer since I was always called Willis, or now JennStahl(all one word) because everyone else knows lots of Jennifers too. My mom assures me that NO ONE else was named Jennifer when I was born. But, apparently millions of other mothers had that same thought. One of my favorite Jennifers is Jen Brinkley. The funny thing is that people think we are related(as if our mom couldn't think of another popular name like Heather or Stephanie to name one of us). But, I take it as a compliment and the fact that we think a lot alike and go to the same hair dresser. We have a lot in common, got married the same year, married older men, had trouble getting pregnant, both worked at 12Stone, both members of the miscarriage club, like talking and eating, both have a son and a daughter, and live 2 miles from each other. She is always up for an impromptu shopping trip or can be persuaded to go out to eat instead of cook. They are some of the most thoughtful people and really have been such a blessing to our family. We met in our small group at church almost 5 years ago and it feels like we have known them our whole life.

So, when she got pregnant with baby Maddie, she wanted a girls weekend instead of a baby shower. And to that, I said...Amen(all 2nd baby showers should be like this). We went to Savannah and stayed at this cool house that had everything we needed and was close to everything. We ate and ate(peppermint ice cream...ahhhh), shopped, talked until the wee hours, and took Savannah by storm(I mean as much as you can with a 8 month pregnant woman). We saw the beach, the pirates, and all the waving girl. Thanks to our sweet hubbies for taking care of the little ones while we celebrated the newest girl to the group. Madison Elizabeth Brinkley.