Ready or not…

Dear Internet,

I haven’t been totally honest with you these last few months. I’ve talked about what a bad blogger I am, and how life has gotten in the way, blahblahblah. And those things are true. But I think it’s finally time to tell you why I’m a bad blogger and how life has gotten in the way.

See internet…I’m pregnant!

Really, it’s been hard to keep this from you, but since we decided to wait until the 2nd trimester to tell the majority of our families, I just didn’t quite feel right telling the internet first. But oh how I’ve wanted to! How I’ve wanted to explain that my lack of blogging was because of a combination of exhaustion and my inability to share this news with you. How I’ve wanted to share that a two week business trip where you share a room with your coworkers during your first trimester is a little on the….odd side. How I’ve wanted to share that I haven’t had a Diet Coke since January, dear God how crazy is that??? Do you know how hard it is to come up with things to say when you’ve got a secret like this hanging out in your brain, just waiting to be told?

To answer the questions that I keep getting when I make this announcement: I’m 14 weeks pregnant, putting me in the beginning of my 2nd trimester, and due at the end of August (right around my birthday). Baby is doing fine and mom is kind of tired of being tired. I was really lucky in my first trimester as far as symptoms go–other than being mildly nauseous and the aforemention exhaustion, I’ve been fine. N.C. and I are both insanely excited as well as a little terrified (I think those are the expected emotions, yes?).

I promise this blog won’t be all baby, all the time–honestly, I’m not sure I’m cut out for true mommy blogging. But this is a strange, weird process, this being pregnant thing, and I know there will be days when the stories beat anything else I could ever write about. If only to tell you all the random, weird-ass things my husband says occasionally (I swear, our child has no chance of being normal with N.C. as daddy).

The whole being pregnant thing is weird, and the whole “oh god we’re really going to have to be grown-ups now” thing is a little intimidating sometimes, but frankly I can’t wait to meet this little person and see what kind of parents we’re going to be.

Gulp. Ready or not…

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