Secrets. We all have them. It was around this day last year I let out a rather big one. I told hubs I was pregnant.
(No, I didn’t remember that on my own, last year’s calender says “the gig is up”,LOL)
I found out I was pregnant on Friday May 4th. It was confirmed by the doctor the following Monday. I was going to tell him, but something kept stopping me. It was like I couldn’t believe it was real, and I was so worried something would go wrong. I admit, that didn’t stop me from throwing a positive pregnancy test at my best friend the day after I found out. LOL
I’ll just wait until the first ultrasound, I thought.
I went on a business trip to Vegas and when I got back I had my first ultrasound.
Still didn’t tell him.
In my defense, the doctor said there was a 25% chance I might loose one of the babies, so I wanted to make sure I knew exactly how many were in there before I told him.
Finally one day we got into a fight. He didn’t understand what was wrong with me. “You are tired all the time, you don’t feel well, you are not in the mood. What’s going on?” I almost laughed since he had just listed my pregnancy symptoms. (I had been having a tough time looking after Sawyer with the fatigue and morning sickness). After a minute of silence, I blurted out I was pregnant.
And they lived happily ever after.
Okay, but you get the point. It may not surprise you I kept it a secret for five weeks, but if you knew me, you’d know that I have an enormous mouth, and I am terrible with secrets. Even reading my blog you can probably sense that I don’t hold back.
So, now it’s time to dish. Have you ever kept a secret from your partner? A big one? I am not asking if it’s right or wrong, we all know playing the game of diapers is not always pretty. So, what are you hiding?