I was hoping I could make it to the second trimester without spilling the beans to anyone...not even dear ole mom. I guess moms can always tell when something is different with their daughters. I saw my mom on Sunday for our normal family dinner, and before you know it she is asking me how far along I was. Here I was thinking I could hide my unzipped pants with a long sweater, and try to minimize the number of bathroom trips I make, but my mom picked up on these clues very quickly. She even stated how moody I was towards my aunt as a dead giveaway. My moodiness?? Really?
I didn't want to tell her about this pregnancy because of how much she irritated me after my second loss. I was such a Debbie Downer, that everything she said rubbed me the wrong way. I told her the next time I get pregnant I was not going to tell her. Yeah, that worked out well.
On a pregnancy note, my next visit to the doctor is in 2 weeks. She wants to make sure everything is still going well since my miscarriages usually start around 9 weeks, 2 days. I will be 9 weeks, 5 days at the appointment. I really have no emotional attachment to this pregnancy. If I don't feel attached, it helps me to not stress and worry over the small stuff.
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