I'm four weeks pregnant and no doctor will see me until 6-8 weeks. I want to share the news with some very important people in my life and have literally been bursting at the seams. Hubby and I agreed to keep it our little secret until the first doctor's appointment to make sure things are moving along well. It should be easy to keep it secret as most of my VIPs are not in Houston. However, I've been bursting at the seams this week holding back from telling anyone, but I am not sure I can wait much longer. Here are some of my recent conversations:
Check out this text exchange last night with my best friend. I was going to leave the Costa Rica wedding early to make the Ghana trip, but as you know I had to cancel the Ghana trip, so was letting my best friend know. I alluded to some big news, but clearly was too esoteric for her to pick up. I just want to tell her!
Check out this exchange with my sister a few days ago after Downton Abbey aired. I just wanted to say, "Just wait for mine, because he/she is coming in 9 months)! But left it at, "Just wait for mine."
Last Thursday was the last time I had a glass of wine, accompanied by some wonderful charcuterie with my good friend in D.C.
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No more salami or wine for a long time :/ |
I've been wanting to text her all week letting her know that was my last glass of wine for a year.
Or just yesterday, I went to visit my friend and her one day old son at the hospital. I was asking specific questions about the doctor and hospital wondering if I should follow suit, and my friend exclaimed that she would share all the details once I was pregnant.... I just wanted to shout it out right then!
And my mother, oh boy. I feel like I've been avoiding her because I am afraid I'll spill the beans. I know once my mama knows, everyone will know, so I'm trying to hold off a few more days.
On the opposite note, I actually have told one person other than hubby and doctor I was pregnant. I told one of my superiors at work today as I was informing her I couldn't participate in the Africa trip, and was slightly surprised at some resistance and regret. It even made me reconsider whether I should go, but then I shook back to reality. If anything did happen, I would never forgive myself for making the wrong choice. But I have a feeling I'll become even more entrenched in this work-life balance, working mom issue.