Always a big moment with any pregnancy. I wanted to wait until the end of the first trimester, there is less chance of anything going wrong after that point. But my husband was keen to tell everyone. So we compromised and waiting until after I had the dating ultrasound which turned out to be at 6 weeks into the pregnancy. There was a heart beat so that is a good sign. I still felt and still feel nervous that something could go wrong but I was keen to tell our children and if we told them we might as well tell our parents because 6yo and 3yo are not known for their ability to keep a secret. So we invited the whole family over for a dinner to "celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary".
A couple of hours before the dinner we sat down with our older children and told them they were getting another sibling. Our 3yo girl didn't really take it in and was distracted by something else almost straight away. Our 6yo son was a different matter. He was very excited and loved the idea. He went off and drew a picture of me with a speech bubble over my head and asked us how to spell "I am pregnant". It was very cute and we told him he should use it to tell everyone.
So a couple of hours later my mum shows up on time. An hour and a half later my brother- and sister-in-law show up. We wait another hour for my husbands parents but they never show. We tried to call them several times but got no answer. By this stage our little man is chomping at the bit to show everyone his news. So we tell him to go ahead. Everyone thinks it is a cute drawing but no one seems to twig why he would draw it. My mum asks "so who said that?" I smile and say "I did". She looks at me in disbelief, she was well aware that we were not keen to have any more children. Finally everyone gets the message that yes I am pregnant and we are having another child.
The next day we get a call from my in-laws, appologising for forgetting about dinner. I am not really impressed, my husband had been pretty upset. This is not the first time that they have done this, it is not even the second, I have lost count actually. On one occasion they forgot about his 30th birthday dinner. Anyway they stop by that afternoon to see us. My husband to my annoyance doesn't say much about them forgetting, he told me earlier that there was no point. I think he should let them know how hurt he was.
Anyway our son shows them his picture and my father-in-law thinks it is a good joke that he is telling them until he looks up at my husband who is nodding, then at me who is also nodding. The first words out of his mouth are then "but I thought you had yourself fixed?!" which just cracks me up. It brings up the mental image of sending my husband off to the vets to be "fixed" like we did with the dogs. "Hi is he done yet? Can I pick him up? does he need one of those cone things for his head to stop him licking the wound?".
Then a phone call to my Dad in Queensland and a call to my brother in Melbourne and the whole family know. Our closest friends also know but we are keeping it mostly to ourselves for the time being. I am only 8 weeks pregnant and there is still a lot that could go wrong.
Fingers crossed it all goes right :-)
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