Pregnancy Announcement?
By October, I’d been feeling nauseous and exhausted for several weeks. A weird metallic taste was in my mouth all the time, and I could audition for one of the dragons on Game of Thrones given the fire I could breathe from the heartburn. At this point, I had basically become a decorative pillow on my couch, but it was a beautiful Friday so my best friend, M, and I decided to go to the pumpkin patch. I dragged myself off of the couch and waddled to the car.
[insert movie montage of dry heaving, searching for clothes that would hide sweat, and packing a thermos of iced water the size of my head]
Initially, I didn’t know if I was up for an outdoor adventure (as a professional homebody, though, I don’t know if I’m up for an outdoor adventure even when I’m not pregnant), but as soon as I got fresh air and started moving, I felt better. Plus, I don’t know how one is pregnant during the Fall and doesn’t take pictures in a pumpkin patch. I thought it was a great opportunity to take pictures for a pregnancy announcement.
We took pictures and I had them ready to announce to friends and family on social media whenever I was ready.
…I’m still not ready.
The time just never feels right. I love keeping the baby to myself. It’s the only time in our lives that it would be just the two of us.
I’m proud of the way in which I conceived but explaining it to other people is a…process. I just need more time until I’m comfortable putting all of the details on social media.
I don’t feel well, and I just don’t feel like it.
Future Miranda (September 2022): It’s been almost a year since we took these pictures. I honestly went with my gut and told people when the time felt right. I started telling people at work toward the end of my second trimester, but I didn’t announce my pregnancy on social media until after he was born. It was nice to keep him to myself, to eliminate any outside opinions, to just focus on us. I still keep most of our life to ourselves until it feels right to share more.
