DISCLAIMER: This post contains information about our pregnancy. Because I know all too well how these kinds of posts may affect my fellow #ttcsisters and #ttcbrothers, I include this disclaimer to forewarn you. I understand how much these posts can sting and promise to continue to add the disclaimer on any post that may be related to this pregnancy (assuming viability) so that you may have the option to bow out of reading. I understand.)
|First Obstetrics Appointment|
We discussed the IVF conception and the wonderful #TTCgroups that I have befriended via social media. I also gave her information of the fertility pharmacy. The pharmacy the clinic uses no longer prepares endometrin and it was a blessing that I walked in and was able to give her an affordable solution for her patients. Yay!
So, let’s talk about announcing. Well, S. and I have been pretty liberal with our close friends and family knowing. Most have been really great about not sharing. Others not so much. And that’s okay. They are thrilled for us and you can’t get mad at someone for celebrating with you.
But work? Work has had no idea. I hadn’t planned on telling them until we were safely out of the trimester plus a few days. March 1st was actually my planned announcement time. The same for social media. Well, that plan went awry Wednesday. I felt ill. Super ill and bloated. I was walking slow, sluggish in general, and just not my peppy self that my colleagues are used to seeing. Every smell hit me and the fatigue was incredible.by 11AM. I hadn’t had a day that hard in a while and I still needed to get through the day for my appointment and some work the office was doing.
Well, I decided to go to the break room to see if yogurt would help what I was going through. By the time I got to the room, I was next to exhausted and actually had to put my head in my hands. Our program manager came into the office and saw me and questioned if I was okay. She is a very sweet lady, hard working, and doing wonderful things in her career. She’s also super concerned and can worry if she suspects her charges aren’t doing well. I saw the panic and heard her refer to perhaps needing nurse or getting checked because I looked decidedly ill. I didn’t want to lie and I told her I would be better soon, as soon as I eat something. The conversation continued and I finally told her, “no, it really is okay. I’m expecting. I’ll be fine.” She hugged me. That was an awesome response. She was super happy for me and I told her that I was still burning midnight oil and getting things done, but that day had just thrown me for a loop. She understood and was super understanding. She promised to keep it quiet until I was ready to share. And she did. However, there was someone who observed the exchanged from outside. She is also a sweet woman, but a grandmotherly type…loves anything to do with babies 🙂
She asked me the next day if I was expecting in the presence of another grandmotherly type and there we go. So, our immediate team knows that I am expecting and everyone is thrilled. The external supporting teams don’t know and I intend on keeping it that way for quite some time.
So, because things are actually happening. I decided to play the update game. I’ll place on a separate post for those who are interested. I’m not yet committed to the whole weekly thing. We’ll see though. Hope you enjoy and have a great weekend. I’ll check in with you later soon!