February 14, 2010

Well, waiting a while to tell people went just like every Christmas, birthday, anniversary, mother's day, even Hanukah was celebrated early this year! (On accident...I know, really?!) I, of course, told Tricia right after I told Marc. I also e-amiled my two WebMD gals that night. Marc on the other hand, told 3 Target stores worth of "team members" the following day. Friday I told 3 girls at work to even it up. Well, he couldn't contain himself, so then he told his mom, who couldn't contain herself, who told his sister...and also told her two sisters, Aunt Sis and Aunt Rosemary...who have probably spread the good news SO I guess the cat is out of the bag! Which, actually feels so much better than trying to hide it. I still have a few friends to tell, and some family members on my side, but my side doesn't feel the same...enthusiasm...as most families do when such good news is spread. My dad was pretty neutral, but his transmission seems to have been stuck in that same gear my whole life. It takes a lot to excite him and even more to tick him off to the point where you'll know he's truely ticked. He definitely comes across differently, but I think us Peabody's just have "pissed off" stuck as our default facial espression most of the time. We can be 100% content, and we still look mad! Grandma Peabody was very excited and happy for us. I got the expected reaction out of my mom, not exactly happy, but at the same time definitely not mad. But, she has made it very clear that she still stands by her choice to have only one child, and I think she expected the same from me. Quite the contrary! If this were the 1800's, but epidurals were readily available and safe, as well as vaccinations and overall medical technology what it is now...I would probably have 5 or 6. Growing up as an only child seems to have waaay more cons than pros. Yes, I had Jessica, who was very much like a sister. We were attached at the hip 90% of the time, but that 10% when we weren't, was because she was doing family things...with HER sister. So as spoiled rotten as I may have seemed, I never got the one thing I ALWAYS begged for. A sibling. Five or six kids these days are just too expensive. So until we go back to farming days on the prairie, 2 or 3 is plenty!

Well, I am now 4 weeks, 6 days pregnant! Woo progress! ha! 247 days to go, and I must say, that after holding Melissa's teeny tiny brand new baby girl today, this is going to be a long, LONG 247 days. Especially considering I was 9 weeks before I found out with Maddison! Nothing has changed in the 3 days since I posted last. Although, when I went to have my dress altered she wrote down my waist as 24", but I haven't measured it to be any smaller than 26", so I am a little worried about my dress coming out correctly!