9/28/04 - To Tell Or Not To Tell?

Well, it's one week exactly since we found out we were expecting, and my body has officially shifted into a construction zone. We debated who to tell and when. Dave was concerned that everyone knowing would be difficult to handle if I miscarried. I'm more of the opinion that I'd like as many people as possible to be praying for me, and if we did run into grief, at least my friends could sympathize rather than worry I was losing my mind. The majority of this week has been spent trying every method in the book to conquer my morning sickness. Unfortunately, my stomach is prone to doing more flip flops than John Kerry, and doesn't need much to set it churning. The munchkin may only be the size of a kidney bean, but he (or she) has already developed discriminating tastes, and has no qualms sending food packing if it's not what the micro-majesty ordered. This fact alone made it impossible to hide from my co-workers at Ben Bridge Jewelers, so I had the fun of telling everyone at work and enjoying their reactions. My parents live in Oregon, so we had to tell them over the phone, but it was almost as fun as in person. They are thrilled about being grandparents. Since Dave's Mother lives at the retirement home where he works, He decided to keep quiet until she could get over her cold and we could tell her in person. When we broke the news, he asked her to keep it to herself until he had a chance to tell his boss. Of course, that didn't go over very well. "You can't be so cruel as to not let me tell!" We finally relented, so she called everyone in the family by evening.