On coming out…

Damn… looking at this picture, I’m thinking that I am going to have to come out of the closet with this all soon:

I mean, wow! Believe it or not, I’ve only gained 3 lbs in this trimester. By the way my clothes fit, it feels like a whole heck of a lot more. I’m fully in maternity pants, but can still fit into many of my regular skirts… for now.

This past week has been kind of rough for me. The effects of last week’s incident have finally started to rise up from the place where I neatly pushed them down. I’ve been a bit of a wreck, but am doing my best to deal with everything. I’ve got my NT scan tomorrow, so it’ll be nice to have another opportunity to see that everything is okay. In my heart of hearts, I know it will be.

On a funnier note, my mother has been shaking down the neighbors for their unneeded baby items. Their across-the-street neighbors were piling things for Goodwill. She managed to get me great things: 2 strollers (one regular, one umbrella), a pack and play, 2 baby bjorns, a video baby monitor (something I’d never buy for myself), 2 baby swings… the list goes on. It was really generous of them to give me so much, even if they were just planning on giving it to charity. I told my best friend who’s getting married in two weeks that she better clear some space, because when I’m done with everything, it’s going to her.

My mom tells me, “oh, this is only the beginning.” She’s bursting at the seams to make it public to the world. My parents have informed us that they are outing us to the rest of the family this weekend. That should be interesting… especially seeing the reactions of my 7 nieces and nephews at the news of a baby cousin.

It’s weird, I am kind of afraid to tell anyone. The scare just makes it worse. I think once it’s out there I’ll be a little more comfortable with it, but right now I’m hesitant. But as you can see above, I can’t hide it for much longer!

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