Jinx

The telling went really well. Everyone was excited. I thought my mom would be mad that we actually found out while she was here visiting and didn't tell her, but she was just really excited.

I found it really entertaining that everyone in my family asked if we wanted a boy or girl while everyone in Seth's family asked if it was a surprise. (For the record, we're leaning boy and it was not unintentional.)

But today I'm worried that something bad will happen since we spilled the beans.

The Wanted

The sun goes down, the stars come out. And all that counts is here and now.
My universe will never be the same. I'm glad you came.

I'm glad you came.

Three years ago today...

We said "I do."

It's really early, and we were planning to wait, but we changed our minds. We're telling our families tonight.

Crying at work

I told my boss today.

I didn't mean to, but I messed up an experiment, and then figured out we could save it and the sudden change in emotions was too overwhelming.

We're walking down the hall to the cold room and I'm using my hands as blinders so he doesn't see me crying. He knows I'm upset (although actually at that point in time I was really happy) and tells me it'll be okay. I throw him the hand and say, "Don't talk to me." We make it to the cold room and I just blurt out, "It's not you. It's me. I'm pregnant, not crazy."

Look of surprise. "That's okay." "Congratulations!" "Where are the plates?"

And that is how I told my boss. Poor man.

Later I got an email saying he was really happy for us and that he couldn't believe I told him in the cold room.

Honestly, I can't either.

And suddenly...

...every time I've cried this month (in public even) is okay.
...the inexplicable acne is okay.
...the falling asleep at 8:30 every night is okay.

And I am more than okay. :)