Before I got pregnant, I swore I was going to wait until 12 weeks to tell ANYONE other than Erik. I know the statistics. I know how many pregnancies end in miscarriage. I have friends who have lived through it. I didn’t want to tell my family and friends and see their excitement, and then have to share bad news and disappointment.
But then I got pregnant. Every single day was torture. I was avoiding my best friends and my family because talking to them and not telling them felt like this horrible lie. It was a bit easier since I lived out of state and didn’t have to see them in person. But it was still killing me.
When I realized I had a trip home planned around the 8 week mark, I made a decision. If we go to the 8 week ultrasound and all looks good, we tell our immediate family and a couple of our closest friends. But NO ONE else can know until 12 weeks.
As you saw in my last post, our ultrasound went perfectly, so, it was time for the surprises!!! And OH, WERE THEY FUN!
First was Erik’s mom. We headed over on Saturday, before our trip to Massachusetts on Sunday. It was just a couple days after Valentine’s Day, so we handed her a little red box that we said was her present. Inside were Hershey kisses, but on top of them, sat a binkie. She was so excited. And she cried, a LOT.
Then came mom and dad. We brought them a dozen eggs, but SURPISE, inside the carton, the eggs said “we’re prEGGo”! She was VERY surprised.
Later, at dinner, it was time to surprise Sam, Jeff, and Melanie. I created some crafty treats to surprise them. For Melanie and Sam, I got boxes of Aunt Jemima pancake mix. I covered the name “Jemima” with Melanie and Samantha on their respective boxes, and covered Jemima’s face with pictures of them. As I suspected, only Melanie got it. Once she did though, Sami started to bawl. I believe her exact words were, “really?! I had given up on you!” Thanks, sis!
After that, I headed off to a birthday party to tell my oldest and dearest friends. I also shared the video of my mother opening the eggs and we all nearly cried laughing.
The surprises were so perfect I couldn’t stop. Today I told my college roommate Katie and her kids. Katie cried. Rori wants a girl. Dominic wants a boy. I’m with Dominic, TEAM BOY!!!
I have another appointment on Monday, where we’ll order the genetic testing that will tell us for sure! I can’t wait to know what you are!!!!
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