Pregnant celebrities need friends too

I just saw in the Boston Globe that Giselle, supposedly, is pregnant. Since she and Tom Brady hang out in Boston all the time (last weekend he capsized a kayak in the Charles River; I think that's funny), don't you think she might want a preggo buddy--and by that I mean ME? Hmm, on second thought, maybe hanging out with a gorgeous supermodel isn't such a great self-esteem power play when I'm already gaining weight, my face is breaking out, and it's all only going to get worse. 

I let a different kind of pregnant celebrity friend opportunity slip through my fingers a few weeks ago when Maya Rudolph came into Patagonia with her husband and daughter. I swore it was her, but couldn't be sure, and even if I was I didn't want to be "that person" who calls her out when she's enjoying a nice day with the family. That said though, she was obviously pregnant, and I was pregnant as of one whole week, so had I been SURE it was her I would have mentioned the vast amount that we had in common and she might have at least friended me on Facebook. 

At least I can still count on Angelina being friends with me, because with Anil's half-Indian heritage we will have an appropriately trendy ethnic-looking baby. That's a relief.