We came out at church this week. It was one of my favorite feelings ever. I play in the band at church, and largely it's men, ranging from age 22 to 45. DH and I had decided it would be fun to tell them first because I've been playing with them for about 6 years and they know me really well (and most of them know we've been trying for a baby for 3 years).
So after the worship set at the end of church I gathered them (and it felt like a fireing squad because I just get so nervous when telling people!) and told them. The best thing was it was like a shock wave throughout the building. People that were still milling around in the congregation took one look at everyone hugging me and yelled, are you pregnant? My Dh got hugs and then the news spread into the foyer and out on the patio. People ran inside (well in my mind they ran inside, they probably just walked quickly) and gave us hugs. This is all before I had even had a chance to leave the stage. That's how quickly this news traveled.
It was amazing.
And then, that darn IF worry started. "what if I lose this pregnancy?" "Am I really pregnant? My boobs were hurting this mroning but they're not as sore right now"... you ladies know the drill.
We probably would've waited to tell people a little longer except that my Dad figured out facebook and has been telling the whole world and I'd rather get the pleasure of telling people in person than just getting congrats on face book (but don't get my wrong, I'll take any kind of congrats).
My symptoms this week include much tiredness, achy breasts (still), crampy sensations, and I have had a little more brown spotting. it's really light, so I'm not too worried, but my first OB appointment isn't for another week and a half. So what can I do but remember that I have no say over whether this pregnancy will end up with baby, and I can just take it easy. After work I've been coming straight home as much as possible to rest. It's been good, but I've got back to school night tomorrow and next Thursday (I'm teaching at two schools this year) so I hate having to go back to work in the evening.
This post is getting dangerously long, so I'll leave it here.
Praying to stay 'knocked up in '09!'