I cannot TELL you the effort it has taken me to keep this secret for the past month. I mean, a gigantic, COLOSSAL effort. And it rather goes against my nature.
On the one hand, I'm 35 years old, and at just over 7 weeks, still very much in the high-risk miscarriage zone. You know the old adage - you shouldn't tell anyone until you've completed the first trimester. I know that the reasoning is that if you miscarry, you don't want to then have to deal with the pain of telling all these people what happened. I can understand that, and I certainly respect anybody's prerogative to not say anything until they feel comfortable. It's really none of our business until then.
But on the other hand, I can't help it. When I get happy news, I want to share it. And my feeling is, I'll share it earlier with people that I certainly would tell should I miscarry, to ask for their prayers and support. And this my friends, is where you come in :)
I started this blog because I love to write, and because I wanted to share my faith and my life with others of like interests. My favorite type of writing has always been memoir. To me, it is most profound and meaningful to read personal stories. It sinks in with me so much more than heavy academic tomes dealing with the same topics. And so I started this blog to share my life with you, in the hopes that it would prove helpful and touching to someone (somebody? anybody?) and that other Catholics, parents, librarians, dancers, readers, whatever, would find it a source of comic relief and camaraderie.
So, I wanted to share this with you. Because I covet your prayers and support, and because this is no different than anything else I post on this blog, in the sense that it's a major event in life's journey. Should it end differently than I hope, I want to share that with you, and we can grieve, and grow, together.
(if I work with you, [Bridget :)] and you're reading this, you are not merely my colleague, you are my friend. I have shared the news with our boss, and a few other friends at work, but other colleagues don't know yet. I am saving that until I'm a bit further along, just so you know :)
And besides, how could I seriously give up the opportunity to blog about all of the fun things that are transpiring in my first trimester? I mean, you really wouldn't want me to do that, right?! Prepare yourself for 9 months of an incessant TMI warning. It's coming, prepare yourself now. And I know you wouldn't have it any other way :) I'm hoping that's part of the reason why you read this blog.
More, oh so, so much more to follow...
We'll be praying for you!
This is such wonderful news!
I worried over the same thing myself especially since I'm no spring chicken and was having my first baby. So I totally understand. It was very difficult. We waited until the second month to say anything and then it was because of circumstances (I had to explain the morning sickness).ReplyDelete
I'm not afraid to hear about the gross stuff (believe me I remember all too well). And look forward to hearing about how things are going with you and the little one.
Blessings and prayers.
Aww, Tiff! I'm keeping my lips sealed. :) I am SO excited for you and your growing family!ReplyDelete
Congrats! That is amazing news.ReplyDelete