Huzzah!
At Mr. Cherry Bud's insistence, I have stopped peeing on everything in sight, which is unnerving and freeing all at the same time.
We haven't told my parents yet, but we bought them a little red bib at Target that says "Baby's First Christmas". I tried to find a picture, as it is super cute, but apparently Target keeps all it's Christmas bibs on online lockdown. So whatever.
This week has been an exercise in secret keeping, which is a herculean task if you are me. I have kept the news from my parents, who we will present with super cute bib on Sunday, but to date, I have told the following:
The Nesties on my local board - One of them was stalking my chart and knew already, which makes me feel important and loved. I am one of three on the board who is delivering in August. It's going to be a sweaty summer here in the south.
My librarians - I checked out "What to Expect when You Are Expecting" and was given the third degree. I do love them
My sister - We were decorating my mom's Christmas tree. My exact words were "Don't react. At all. I'm Pregnant.". She started crying and I said "Quit it! It's a secret!!"
A girl whose name I don't recall who sang at a Christmas party at which I was also singing - Because she doesn't know anyone I know and can't be a liability. So there.
Happily, no one has outed me on facebook, which would be disastrous.
a total champ/failure at secret keeping,
2 comments:
LOL that's some seriously good secret keeping!!! I have a huge mouth and was unfortunately, born without the ability to keep secrets. I made it "FB official" after the first ultrasound and was calling my family before the pee had even dried on the stick. =P
Congrats again!
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