Spilling the Beans

To say Rachel had a bit of a "baby fever" is like saying Michael Jackson had a bit of the "crazy".  Because of this, she took about a million pregnancy tests.  EPT's record third quarter sales are pretty much the result of Rachel peeing on so many sticks.  Because she was taking tests often, we knew she was pregnant approximately 11 seconds after conception (which was ironically the same amount of time conception took, but that's not really a story for a family blog). 
                                                                                                           

Pretty much all of the pregnancy books recommend waiting until the end of the first trimester (Spanish for "three mesters") before telling people you are pregnant.  Since Rachel knew was pregnant so early in the process, we had to wait a little longer than most couples to tell everyone, which got to be difficult.  We found out Nov 9, so we had to get through the Thanksgiving holidays without spilling the beans, which was unfortunate because there tends to be a lot of drinking events during this time of the year.  This put Rachel, like countless pregnant broads before her, in the un-enviable position of not only being sober around a bunch of drunk people, but also of having to lie to her friends.  This works out ok for a little while, but eventually your friends start to get suspicious.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

(quick side story, my favorite part about this time of our pregnancy was the time Rachel couldn't think of an excuse why she was not going out, so Sarah just told everyone that Rachel is lame, and her friends all blindly accepted that as the truth without suspicion.  Don't worry Rachel, no one suspects anything, they just think you are a loser!)                         
                                                                                                                                        

And really ladies, although you may think you are fooling people by drinking cranberry juice and pretending there is vodka in there, you really aren't fooling anyone. Why do you think all of your cheap friends were suddenly offering to buy you drinks? The problem is once the suspicion has been cast, people will go out of their way to get you to admit that you're pregnant. So I came up with what I thought was a pretty good system for avoiding the suspicion of pregnancy.  Pretty simple, just tell people the mother-to-be is on anti-biotics for an embarrassing personal problem.  "Thanks, really, I'm sure she'd love to do a grape bomb, but she can't.  Yeah, antibiotics.... killer UTI infection. Raging.  Festering actually.  Yeah, awful.  Her doctor actually threw up a little when he saw it."  
                                                                                                                

Hey, at least the questions will stop...  Just be sure to get agreement from your wife before you start this approach.  Lesson learned.
                                                                                                                  

Anyway, we're both glad we could finally spill the beans! The number of times I almost slipped was staggering, but Rachel had made it clear that if I told anymore before it was time, little Zia would be growing up without a baby daddy.
                                                                                                        

Next Dr. appointment has been postponed until Wednesday, as the Doctor had a scheduling conflict (I told you he was cocky!).