I guess sometimes you have just got to write it instead of wondering how on earth to announce it
It’s November. I’m pregnant. 24 weeks to be exact which means that I have known about this since the day after I wrote my last post. I wanted to keep it a secret until after our first ultrasound. I managed that, but somehow never got around to writing about it – to writing at all.
2011 is still a royal pain and I am relieved that 2012 is right around the corner. I don’t want to say much about the past couple of months, but they’ve been tough. The important thing, though, is that I am still married to a wonderful guy and that I am still mother of a wonderful girl (though at the moment too often on the very brink of hysteria). It counts as well that I now know that my last day at work for the better part of 2012 will be January 25th. No need to deny that.
I am still not sure about this blogging business. I really ain’t. But I feel I would be cheating if I didn’t announce the pregnancy here. This is after all the space that has held most of my thoughts about having children the past four years.
If all goes well, come March I will be the mother of two. That makes me very, very happy and FREAKS me out at the same time.