Monday, December 3, 2007 - The Stacie and Jodi Show

I thought I would take a moment to tell you all a little about Stacie and me. Since everybody has grown to love her, I thought I would tell you about how we met. To do so, we must travel back to the early 90s. . in 8th grade journalism class. I was the new, quiet girl in the front and she was the loud, crazy girl in the back. Somehow we became instant friends. We spent most of our days either out on my paddle boat or recording silly videos (like The Stacie and Jodi Show) with my grandpa’s camcorder (not everyone had them back then.) I can’t even fathom how many times we spent the night at each other’s houses and decided that we should go to bed because the sun was coming up. We didn’t just go through all of the good times together. We were in a car wreck together, we were robbed at gunpoint together and had to testify in court. We went through countless boyfriends and breakups. She was the friend that pulled my ex-boyfriend’s picture from my locker the day after we broke up without me hardly noticing. She thawed my milk for me in Spanish class (okay. . only Stacie will understand that one.) How many people actually have a best friend who is a marriage and family therapist? She was my matron of honor and is one of the few people who can tell my fake laugh from a real one. She is one of the few people that can make me laugh even during my darkest days.

I don’t know how many of you know this, but I knew of Stacie’s fertility struggles long before I had my own. Oddly enough, we were given the same diagnosis. . PCOS. How many friends can say, “I understand” and truly do? Like everything else in our life, we went through infertility together. Up until the day that I buried my son, telling her that I was pregnant was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I felt like I was leaving her behind. I have often likened infertility to standing in a long line. You wait patiently and it seems like everyone is cutting in front of you and as much as you try, you never seem to reach the front. Yesterday, I had my baby shower and it was something that I had waited my whole life for, but thought would never come. As I sat at my baby shower yesterday, I couldn’t help but pray for the day that Stacie gets to have hers. I just want to ask all of you for your prayers. Stacie deserves to reach the front of the line.

Thank you, Stacie, for your friendship over the years. I can only hope that someday Olivia meets her “Stacie” as no girl should grow up without one.

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I don't mean to intrude on Jodi's blog - but I wanted to respond to her post.

As I said at her shower yesterday, Jodi and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We have been through so many of life's ups and downs together. When I needed a shoulder to cry on, a laugh, or just needed someone to understand - she was there. No friend has ever 'been there' like my Jodi.

God never promised life would be easy for any of us; fortunately I've been blessed with a friend like Jodi. I know that no matter what - she will always be there. When we were younger we used to talk about how we would be in each other's weddings, how we would grow older together, and how our children would be best friends too. We've kept every promise made - and I don't want to let her down now. I pray for the day our children can laugh and play together. I know that day will come and I cannot wait.

Many of you have come to know what I've always known about Jodi. She is a caring, compassionate, and thoughtful person. She is a devoted daughter, friend, wife, and now mother. I have been blessed to have her in my life and I know many of you have been as well. The many memories that she and I share can never be taken from us and I know that the future holds many new and wonderful memories just waiting to be made.

"Stacie and Jodi are here ... so listen to our cheer!"-that's all I'll share of that one! :)
-Stacie