12w4d - Out of the closet!

Hubby-poo and I spent the past few days "coming out", if you will. Our families and most of our friends know that we are pregnant. It was fun. Lots of hugs, lots of tears.

We started with my mom on Christmas Eve. I was nervous to tell her, because we didn't want her to tell Omar. But my fears were completely unfounded, as she was of course excited for us. She completely supported not telling Omar, since he can't keep a secret to save his life and we didn't want to spoil it for my in-laws (that internet is a dangerous thing, I tell you!).

Later that night we told Kristin and Jason - mostly because Kristin would be suspicious about me not drinking red wine with her.

In both cases, I started with something along the lines of, 'I have to tell you something...' Which, of course, prompted them both to guess that I was pregnant. I learned that a non-warning approach is a better way to go.

The biggest fun was telling my in-laws on Christmas morning. We did it with mugs that said things like 'Future Grandma', 'Future Uncle', etc. We had them all open them at the same time. I think my mother-in-law nearly had a heart attack. She just about fell on the floor, tears streaming from her eyes. My father-in-law even shed a few tears. It was a LOT of fun. Lots of hugs, lots of excitement, etc.

We spent Saturday calling friends and extended family who we wouldn't see. Of course, since I don't call people, my friends pretty much figured out why I was calling. Ross was sweet enough to remind me that he had 'inside information', as I took him and Blair through our 'trying time line' that was going to kickoff in October. But even without the inside scoop he would have guessed it.

Sunday we told Omar in the morning. That didn't go as badly as it could have, but it didn't exactly go well. Omar doesn't do well with change. Or babies. He likes being the baby in the family. Hopefully he comes around. Everybody making fun of him for trying to compete with a baby should hopefully make him realize how immature he is being. But then, if you know my brother, you know that this is no surprise.

Later that day we had a brunch with mostly my college friends (and some really awesome grad school friends who had a LONG drive with hyper children). I wore a T shirt that said "Future Mom" underneath a hoodie, so I unzipped it for people as they came in. The best reaction came from Jackie, who thought I was just wearing a sarcastic T shirt. I showed it to her and she was all, "nice..." I thought that was weird, so I pointed out that Hubby poo and I are, in fact, having a baby. To that she responded something like, "sh*t, you're serious?!" And then there were hugs and such. "Coming Out" was fun :-).

Of course, we're still not done. And we haven't come out at work yet, so if you work with us, SHHHH!!!!