News Flash

The time has finally come to tell our baby news.  I actually ended up caving and telling my parents a little earlier than I wanted to because I felt so terrible and I wanted someone to complain to.  Is that wrong?

I made good use of Lyla's easel again and spelled out "big sister" on it.  I placed Lyla in front of it as if she (because she IS a genius) spelled it out.  I was going to have the picture printed and give it to my parents during one of our weekly dinner visits, but my plans don't seem to work out that well anymore.   I never printed the picture.

At my parents, I tried desperately to get both of their attention to show them the picture that was saved on my phone.  Already my second child was being neglected!   Every time I tried to show them, they would start playing or talking to Lyla.  Finally, seeing my frustration, Eric picked her up and distracted her.  It took a bit, but I got both Mimi and Pop to take a look at my phone.  I should have made sure they had their glasses on.  There was a lot of "what does that say".   Once their hooked on phonics worked, they were in shock.  Mom kinda just stared at me and then gave me a hug.  Dad on the other hand...the first words out of his mouth were "poor lyla".  What!?   I found out much later that me being pregnant causes my dad a great amount of stress.  So while this is good news, it also starts 7 long months of worry.   Being a mom now, I can't say that I blame him.

A few weeks later we met Bob and Sherri for dinner.  This time I actually did get the picture printed.   We gave it to them right away and they were very excited.  I think the picture (see below) caused a bit of confusion.   Bob asked, "but how do you know it is a sister?"  Whoops.  From then on, the news spread like wildfire.   I sent the picture via text to our friends and cousins and a few days later I told work.

There is something so exciting about telling this news, whether it is your first, second or tenth time.  Not that I will EVER find out how it feel to announce a tenth pregnancy.  Ever.  It is just such an exciting time for us and people are genuinely excited for you.  I don't even mind answering those same questions again.   Are you going to find out?  How are you feeling?  What are your names?   Though this time they added, "if it is a boy, are you done having kids?"   That's a weird one.  I don't have an answer to that one.  Now that I am feeling better I might not be so opposed to a third.  Ask me again in a year.

Anyhow, the news is out.  Full steam ahead.