To be out of the closet now. Keeping secrets is hard.
Begrudgingly ordering decaf at 8am on Monday or a mocktail at 6pm on a Friday is hard.
Dodging social invitations because I can’t lift my head up off the pillow is hard.
Posting workout shots on Instagram and pretending they’re current makes me feel like a shifty, no-count liar.
Nodding and smiling when someone diagnoses my malaise as “maybe the flu” or “could be allergies!” and offers some remedies feels disingenuous and weird.
Now that alien is public, I’m just telling everyone, indiscriminately. I told the barista today after ordering my herbal tea (yawn, herbal tea. You are so not interesting) and got a high five. I told a Meetup friend via text that’s why I’ve been (un)conveniently unavailable for her happy hour invitations and got a “how can I help?”
It’s so nice to come out of hiding, and flaunt my nausea without shame.
Bring it, world.*
* Just kidding. I’d actually really like this to be over. I’m willing to negotiate. Whatever it takes.
Big, sort of surprising news! We’re pregnant! 10 weeks, to be exact.
Due date: January 14, 2016. We hope she hangs in there an extra day so she’s born on Nathan’s birthday.*
It’s a little early to announce, but we have our reasons:
I’m terrible at keeping secrets
Anyone who knows me will quickly spot my lack of caffeine, alcohol, and soft cheeses and immediately know something is up
If something goes wrong, I’d rather have the support of my family and online community than to be secretly sad
My family has been pressuring us for years now, and it’s too hard to not tell them they can let up on the innuendo and the suggestions and the death threats and start buying us presents already**
Those of you who got in on the secret early and kept it so well (my mom and Jamie), THANK YOU. We are humbled and amazed by your discretion. We know it wasn’t easy.
Diaper practice starts now:
Good thing we have lots of time to keep practicing. #poortigger
* No, we don’t actually know the sex yet.
** If you do want to buy us presents, that is AWESOME. You are AWESOME. But… we’re going to be all demanding and ask that you not get presents for the baby until she’s here, or at least until we’ve registered. We are blessed with lots and lots of hand me downs. Whee!