Writing to relieve my guilt

I am prepublishing this so far in advance I'll probably forget all about it by the time it comes out (hah! yah right!)

You see, today something occurred that has left me filled with guilt. Racked with torment. In endless agony. Well, not really. But I feel like it should.

Because I'm pregnant.


Yup! After 23 months of wanting to be, it finally happened.

But today (June 9) I'm only barley six weeks along. I've only known for 3 days. The only person in the world that knows is my husband.

And my dentist.

Yuck! My dentist is the next person I get to tell?!?!?!? Before my friends? Before my family? BEFORE MY MOM!?!?!?!?!?!?

But I had a dentist appointment this morning. And they wanted to take Xrays. But they first ask if any medical conditions have changed so they are still safe. So I had to tell them the news.

But man. As much as I like the guy, he wasn't the next person I wanted to tell!

Sorry Mom. You know I wanted to tell you next. But most likely I'll end up telling Happy Mom, since I'll need her recommendations for a new OBGYN. Since my first appointment will need to be just a few weeks after we move across the country. (insert feelings of apprehension here)

And I really, REALLY hope I told everyone in my family before this comes out. But if I missed you, please don't be offended. Just know it's my crazy mommy brain coming out. Again. And I still love you more than my luggage.