When I realized I was pregnant, my first thought was, “How will I announce this?” My favorite part about pregnancy is the announcing: watching the shocked faces, receiving the congratulations, and commiserating with fellow pregnant women. Since I am truly celebrating, I want others to celebrate with me!
As I’m sure you all figured out, Ben knew. He helped me write yesterday’s post. He was in the bathroom with me while I took the test. (TMI? sorry.) He breathlessly waited while the positive line formed 5 minutes later. There is no such thing as my pregnancy, it is our pregnancy. Announcing a third child requires something a little more than “I’m pregnant!” As I ruminated over what words to use, I realized that serious was not going to work. I was feeling far too silly and excited. While I wanted to write something pithy and clever, I knew I would ignore these approaches and write something more on par with my personality, something with a whole lotta sass.
Today, though, I am full of reflections.
In a few days I will begin my sixth week. I think many people are surprised that I made the announcement so early, but I wanted, I needed, to talk about it openly for a few reasons. One is that I will soon be incapicitated by sickness. I wanted to talk about my pregnancy while I was still fresh with the news and not overpowered by nausea. Another is that I’m scared about losing this baby. Discussing her/him makes it feel more real to me.
Over the next few weeks, as my morning sickness progresses, my writing will turn more introspective and spiritual. Pregnancy is a spiritual journey for me so if you aren’t into that kind of thing, you have been warned.
Something I’m looking forward to is sharing my thoughts and experiences with all of you. I hope you’ll forgive my pregnancy brain, I tend to forget things as soon as I sit down to think about them. Like when I’m commenting. Oy. If you get any weird comments from me, please remember that I mean well. Ha.