I thought I was done with the puking business but since last night I have thrown up 3 times. Damn! So much for all of that easing off when you hit 12 weeks, huh?
I'm popping out much quicker than I did with Emmy. I still look mostly like I gained weight but myself an Isaac can tell that I am filling out and widening out down there. Looking forward to the bump actually looking like a bump with clothes on. And looking forward to wearing maternity shirts. All of my clothes fit poorly right now. I'm all lumpy.
I scheduled breakfast with my mom and sister this morning, intending on announcing my pregnancy now that I've hit 12 weeks and need to stop being a big ol' chicken.
We met at 9. The first thing she says to me after sitting down is "what is wrong with your face?"
This was a great opening, since I am currently covered in little purple spots called petechaie that are caused (in my case) by excessive and intense vomitting. I developed them last night after a particularly exciting vomiting episode.
Anyway, I tell her this and she looks at me and goes: "I already know".
I then look at my little sister (she's 18, and I told her soon after I found out and swore her to secrecy) who is looking at me sheepishly and then busts out with "she made me tell her!".
Turns out, my mother has known since my sister came home from school over winter break. So... mid December? So I've been hiding this from her for a month and neither of them thought they should tell me that she knew. My sister was afraid I would be mad (I'm not) and my mom wanted me to tell her personally (which is fair, I guess).
On the plus side, since she had all this time to think about it she appears to have coem around to the idea. And I think she also thinks it is a boy (damn! that's 4 who think boy and only 1 who thinks girl!) because she kept suggesting boy names to me.
She is also going to "handle" telling my stepfather, who may or may not be unhappy. He's really hard to read.
So.... tonight I plan on telling my dad and step mom. We are going to red lobster (and I am seriously hoping my nausea goes away by then because I HATE fish and the smell is NOT going to improve amtters any) for her birthday and my step sister thinks it is a good time to tell her. She isn't gonna let me chicken out.
Isaac thinks his mom already knows, since we told his brother. He's in the marines (boot camp, actually) and Isaac sent him a letter with the u/s pic but didn't tell him to NOT tell him mom, since he planned on telling her at xmas. Wellll that didn't happen. So he needs to just come out and say it already.
Assuming I don't chicken out telling my dad I will be announcing on facebook on Monday, after I have my NT scan. I'm excited about that, since I don't give a hoot if anyone on there judges me... lol.
Anyway... just had to share. It's been an interesting day and it's not even noon yet!
Side note: I hate buying my step mother presents. She stays at home all day, either in bed watching TV (and by TV I mean soaps, keeping up with the kardashians and the like) or on the computer playing pogo.com or facebook games. She doesn't read. Doesn't watch movies. Doesn't ever leave the effing house... lol. She is impossible to shop for. Impossible.