We’re coming to the official end of the second trimester today.
I was joking recently that we were in the third stage of advanced denial. One person didn’t get the joke and wanted to know what the first two stages entailed. We have plenty of pregnancy books sent by thoughtful friends, but we don’t seem to read them much. Loads of “baby stuff” have arrived from friends and family, but the boxes sit un-opened and un-inventoried. We don’t even know what we have. But that bulge in Xy’s belly is getting pretty hard to ignore.
During the first trimester we pretty much kept a lid on things. Throughout the second trimester, as word got out, I was surprised by some of the silly reactions. People seemed to expect me to be walking around with a smile on my face all the time. People would ask, “Are you excited?” I was expected to burble excitedly in response. Anything less, and they seemed almost offended. I’m sorry, but I don’t burble on cue.
For the record, no, we’re not excited. We’re in denial. Or, to frame it in more positive terms, we’re taking things one day at a time.
The other popular question: “How’s Xy?” Answer: She’s moody as hell and she sleeps a lot. In other words, she’s exactly the same as she’s always been.
I wonder what the third trimester will bring?
Congratulations to Pam and George on their newborn baby boys — all three of them!