We're expecting.
I'm not sure why we were so compelled to keep the news to ourselves for so long. Nothing seemed wrong or felt wrong. This is our first pregnancy, so it's not like we have a history of first trimester troubles. I guess like most other things with us, it just came down to procrastination.
If Carl was nervous or anxious about sharing the news with family and friends, he didn't say anything to me. And depending on how my day was going, I wavered between happy (there's something very special about sharing a secret like that with just your significant other) and lonely (there were - and still are - days when I felt I had no one to share this immense joy with).
We had our first appointment Sept. 22, the day before Carl's 32nd birthday, and got to hear the heartbeat. The doctor confirmed that we were 12 weeks along (14 now) and gave us an EDD of April 7. My youngest sister is the only April baby in the family, so she was relieved that April 12 wasn't mentioned (though she's aware that there are no guarantees).
So there it is. Our big news. :) I have so much stuff to update with - heartbeat sounds, clothes shopping, telling the parents - I just need to find a minute to right it all down. But for now, I have to visit the restroom for the the 20th time today...
