Ok, so Cracker's mom has insisted on more details.
Detail this: I'm so tired. LOL.
Actually it comes and goes and it's currently TIRED time for Reffin. Other than that, I don't feel pregnant at all. One way that this pregnancy is already different than my first one with Ellie is that I don't feel myself wanting to announce it to the world. It feels strange to do that before hearing a heart beat. I wonder why I feel that way this time, but not last time.
Regardless, I have my first ultrasound on the 2nd so it's a little less than a week away. My plan is to get the ultrasound, hear the heart beat, gain energy and then go back to writing cute little funny stories like I usually do. That's the plan A. Plan B is to sleep.
A lot of people know I'm pregnant, especially considering the fact that I don't want to announce it to everyone. LOL. Our family knows. Michael's coworkers know. Mine do not. Anyone who reads this blog knows. My two best friends know. The girl who did my pin-up pictures knows. Most of my friends on Facebook or in Maryland do not know.
But that I'm sure brings up the good question of "How did Reffin's sister respond?"
It was poor timing, let me say that much. The Pin-Up photographer offered to do a session for 9 News the day AFTER finding out I was pregnant. My mom knew I was pregnant because she witnessed me fall asleep WHILE IRONING STANDING UP. So I was going to have my pin-up session the following weekend, and it just so happened that my mom was visiting my sister the following Monday. I did not trust my mom enough to NOT say anything. So I decided to tell my sister even though she was already jealous of the pin-up session. So there you have it. I was a mean sister because I had two big things in the same weekend that she was jealous about.
Her reaction? Her first words were "Well fudge!" Then there was a long silence. Then I said "Are you still there?" and she said "I have such mixed feelings about this." I told her I knew she would but that I knew she would never forgive me if she found out from Mom. We hung up the phone. I went to bed. Then she called me at 6 FEAKIN' AM!!!! to tell me that she was very excited for us.
So all in all it was about what I expected. I just wish I was in a better mood right now. I'm so tired and I can't just sleep because of Ellie. So don't mess with Reffin! Rarr!
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I like your new blog design. And I hope you get some sleep!
Dood, what's up with your sister and why can't she just be happy for you?
Congrats! I can imagine feeling the same way, not wanting to say much about it until some time passes. I think it's good that you're going with whatever feels comfortable. (Of course it sounds like an enormous nap would be super comfie about now...)
Spleeness,
In an attempt to explain my sister...
I know she is excited for me. She's told me so (again, it was super early), but she is excited.
But from my perspective (and she can correct me if I'm wrong, and if she ever finds this blog), she's tired of watching me accomplish life milestones before her. I look at it logically and think "I'm four years older than you, so it would make sense to me that things would typically happen for me four years before they happen for you" but I'm not the one dealing with never being first.
Even the times where she thought she would be first, I ended up stepping in front again. For example, when we got engaged at the same time and we separated for the evening. Back at the hotel, she knocked on the door and the first thing she said was "I call December!" I thought something along the lines of "Wow, Michael and I didn't even talk about that, but there goes my ideal winter wedding." At the time, I'm sure she thought that by her choosing December (only 9 months away), I would surely pick the following Spring. Instead Michael and I decided we would want a wedding during our favorite time of the year... September. I recall Erin trying to convince me that 6 months wasn't enough time to plan a wedding.
I guess my point is this... It makes sense to me that I come first. I'm older. And that's not even the real reason. It's more of a matter of where I am in my life. After all, her husband is older than me, so if it was just an age thing, then he should have gotten married before me, right?
But it's a position in life thing. In many ways I consider my brother-in-law to be the same age as my sister, because they both got their bachelors degrees at the same time and are both on the same general time-scale on starting a career. Now I would say he's even younger than her because she's working on her career, meanwhile he's still in PA school.
So regardless of our ages, Michael and I had been out of school (for 5 years) and settled in our careers before we had Ellie. My sister is not at that point yet. Even if you just look at our age numbers, she's not at that point yet.
Anyway, it seems obvious to me that because of where I am in my life (and part of that is due to my age), I should continually reach milestones (kids included) before her. But I know it's frustrating for her to never get to be the "first" in anything.
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