Gah!

A couple of weeks ago when I was closing, K, the mgr told me I looked tired. I said yeah, I've been tired lately. In the back of my head I was thinking the napping and fatigue over the smallest tasks was a sign I was pregnant. I experienced the exact same thing when I was pregnant with Tash and recognized it as being different then just not getting enough sleep.

Well she pops out with "OMG you're pregnant! You're a fertile Merytle!" I brushed her off and said nah, I just have a lot going on.

Fast Forward to last night. I show up to work for the first time in over a week and go to see where I am for the night and the first thing K says (keep in mind she's an excited LOUD talker whenever she talks) is "SO ARE YOU PREGNANT!?!?" right in front of the other manager (one I do not especially like TBH). Owen says I should have lied but I could not seem to, so I said .."Umm yes, but I'm only a wee four weeks, I've not went to the Dr. to get my referral to the clinic or booked my nuchal so if you could please keep it under wraps, I'd appreciate it. We've not even shared the news with friends or family."

They both said they would not spread the news. However *sigh* A Gapper was near by when K asked so on my break which coincided with hers she goes "So how long have you known you were pregnant?" Again, I reiterated that we really are not sharing the news, we want to have the u/s first and share at 14w ish (when we return from Paris). We'll see how that goes.

The decision not to share is one that we both agreed to so I felt really bad the I could not lie to my manager. I don't know why we want to be hush hush about it this time, not even sharing with close friends. I think part of it is bc I'm more nervous this time, I'm not sure why, perhaps because I was so sheltered about what 'could' happen the first time and this time I'm a lot more knowledgeable about it all. It also does not help that one of our friends had a miscarriage at 13w recently.