So our plan is to keep our pregnancy under wraps until the second trimester. Right. I’ll believe that when I see it. I’ve never been able to keep pregnancy a secret before so why would now be any different?
I very nearly spilled the beans to my mom on the phone on Saturday. I wanted so badly to tell but knew I needed to err on the side of caution. Then there’s our neighbors. We’ve been hanging out a lot with the neighbors just to the east of us and the ones across the street. On Sunday, they kept trying to get me to have a drink, have a beer… and of course I couldn’t. It would have been so much easier to say “I’m pregnant, that’s why.” :sigh We’re having a bbq with them on Monday and there’s going to be margaritas. They *know* I love margaritas so they’re really going to want to know why I won’t have one. But we have the second beta on Friday and I’m thinking if the numbers are good, I may just go ahead and tell them. We’ll see what K thinks. He’s more into this whole “lets keep it a secret” thing than I am.
So right now, the only ones who know are anyone who reads this blog and a few irl friends from my MOPS group. This has to be a new record for me. 
It actually pains me to keep this in… it’s like asking me to wait until the baby is born to find out the sex. I’d probably implode from anticipation. :lol
I haven’t even told my doctor yet. Again, I’m waiting until after the beta on Friday to make an appointment. But I know it needs to be soon so they can check my thyroid and all that fun stuff (oh lord, I hope the lab tech who takes blood is better than the last one I saw there!). K says he feels sorry for our doctor, because we’re going to be nervous wrecks this entire pregnancy and probably drive the poor gal nuts. K is insisting that this child be born at least two weeks prior to its due date. I think, at this point at least, he’s a lot more nervous about all that than I am. We’ll see how things go and what the doc says. I think I’m still just having a hard time wrapping my mind around all this.
