A couple of weeks into the pregnancy, all was going well. I felt great, other than being a little tired, and everything seemed to be progressing. We had picked out where we wanted to live, Ron had started the loan process, and he had told the appropriate people at work the situation at hand so that we could start the wheels in motion to hopefully get him moved back down to C'ville.
This is a huge secret to keep, so we each had our confidants... mine was Mary Goodhall, long time friend and co-worker who could keep a good secret and as a mother of two beautiful girls, a great person to seek advice. Ron confided in Tom, the man who so graciously allowed him to squat in his home for 9 months in D.C. (thank you, Tom!). Needless to say, this small circle increased pretty quickly.... I HAD to tell Kate G., because she recently gave birth to my lovely adopted niece, Grace! Kate and I met for lunch one day, and I invited Amanda Browning to join.... I didn't have to say a word to Amanda... it went a little something like this:
Amanda: Your boobs are HUGE! Is there something that you need to tell me!?
Me: [three shades of pink] YES! Ron and I are having a baby!
B-U-S-T-E-D!!
Ron also told a couple of friends from work. At this point I felt like I was really not able to enjoy the beginning of this magical time, because the weight of telling Kathy and Guy (my parents) was baring on me. Plus, who better to discuss all of the "beautiful" changes that occur during pregnancy with than your mother!?!? Ron and I had decided early on that we would wait to tell family and friends until after the first trimester; being that our pregnancy was not planned, we figured there was no sense in raising a ruckus when there was still a high percentage chance for miscarriage. That being said, Kathy and Guy were making the annual journey back to Danville from their summer in NY and were stopping through C'ville for the night. As their arrival approached I called Ron to tell him that if the opportunity presented itself, I wanted to spill the beans. He agreed.
Mom and Dad arrived and went to dinner with Donny and Teresa while Ron and I attended Lisa and Hunter's ENGAGEMENT PARTY!! (So much fun!) We joined them for their dinner afterwards and got a kick out of Teresa's subtle comments about wanting to be a grandmother :) Ron ordered a beer that didn't arrive until right as everyone was leaving. I gave him a dirty look and told him we were missing our opportunity, so he ditched the brewski (he doesn't really like South Street anyway) and we headed home in nervous silence. We walked into the house and the parentals were in the living room watching baseball. PERFECT!!!!!!
My thoughts: "I must tell them now before I throw up and before Dad decides he needs to go to bed (it was wayyyy past his bedtime!)."
Ron's thoughts: CLUELESS
"Mom... Dad.... We have some exciting news! You're going to be Grandparents" [CRICKETS]
Mom: "You're getting another puppy!?"
Ron:
Nervously "Erin and I are having a baby."
Apparently Ron didn't realize that I was going to tell them so quickly and was taken completely off guard. Whoopsie! Mom and Dad handled it in the best way that we could have hoped for. And after several very legit questions and concerns, I think that they might have even been a little bit excited!
And so our blog got its title :)