Telling the Family

So it's been a while! 

A lot has happened since my last post!  I finished my progression panel essay, finally, so now I have a little less to worry about, and my nausea has gone down significantly.  I'm still having big food aversions, mostly to flesh foods and, for some reason, broccoli, and a lot of smell sensitivity, but for the most part, I'm not walking that nausea tightrope.  Yay!

The biggest news is that I told my family about the pregnancy.  So here's the story:

The boyfriend and I decided on the 18th of February to tell my mom and dad.  When I first found out I was pregnant, they were about to embark on a cruise, so we didn't want to give them any cause for worry or distraction while they were on holiday.  Unfortunately, when they returned, they had both contracted a stomach bug from their excursions into Mexico.  We didn't exactly want to tell them when they were so sick, so we waited a while.  Finally, it got to the point that I just had to say something.  After a long day at work, the boyfriend and I sat down in front of my computer and decided to skype my mom and dad.  I was more than a little nervous.  I had already been battling intense nausea the whole day, but the minute my skype started dialing, I thought I'd puke then and there.  I knew my parents would be fine, even happy, with the situation, but still...

We got them on the phone and I had my mom call me back so we could do a video chat.  I decided I wanted to be a bit creative in telling them, so I had recorded myself singing 'Baby Mine' from Dumbo - one of my favorite lullabyes.  I sent it on and told them it was from my new album.  The second they started listening to it, the internet cut out.  We've been having problems with our internet service, but I'll tell you, I could have absolutely killed the internet provider in that moment.  I had just given my parents a ticking 'news' timebomb, and had no way to contact them.  If I didn't have to puke before, I was sure feeling it then.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, but was probably only 3-4, I got them back on the line and asked them what they thought of the song.  Both said they liked it, and I kept pressing:

Me: So...did you really like it?

Them: Yep

Me: It's from my new album.

Them: It's very good.

Me: The album is lullabyes

Them: Cool.

Me: Because you're going to be grandparents...

Them: Ohhhh...

"Oh" wasn't what I was exactly expecting, but it's better than "Oh no!"  They were shocked, but as the conversation went on, I could tell they were getting excited about it.  We explained our situation and the boyfriend was very open about his future intentions with me.  We also chatted about insurance and his potential visa options, the general consensus being how important it is for him to be at the birth.  By the end of the conversation, we were playfully arguing about which NFL team the baby will support (it's gonna be the Denver Broncos, if I have my way) and my mom was already on the web looking for mini-jerseys.

After we hung up, I just couldn't hold it in, I had to tell my brothers.  I called the middle brother, out in California, and broke the news.  His reaction was priceless...

Me: Soo....are you excited to be an uncle?

Him:  Wait...what? No waaaaaaaaaaaaaayy!  Awwww, sh*t!  Maaaan!!  That's so....Awww....man!  No way!

We asked him to be the godfather, and he was delighted.  I rang my youngest brother and told him as well.  He took the news better than I thought, he's the most conservative of the bunch of us, and he seemed very pleased to be an uncle.  Apparently his girlfriend was jump-up-and-down happy, which is awesome.  His only reservation: 'I guess it'll mean having another little kid around, but yeah, it'll be cool.'

In the days to follow, everytime I called my mom:

Mom: I told ______, they're so happy for you

Mom: When I told ______ they were ecstatic!

So apparently everyone in my hometown knows now.  But it's grand, as long as it doesn't get on facebook before we tell our friends, I'll be a happy camper.  More on this later!