Tuesday, Mar. 01, 2011 6:35 p.m.

There. I said it.

I told someone today. IRL. It was surprisingly natural coming out of my mouth.

I don't see my co-teachers often. That's what I get for teaching at an online school. But there was some testing today, so I saw a couple teachers for a couple hours while we proctored. I was chatting with one guy while waiting for some kids to be picked up. He's a new teacher this year; I'd met him only once before, months ago. Of the 5 teachers there, he's the one I've spoken to the least. We were talking about how late we sleep in on the weekdays (hey, we teach virtually - we have strange schedules), and he mentioned having two kids, aged 3 and 5, that get him up early. The guy looked younger than me, so I was a bit surprised he had kids that old. No matter that though, he said something about being jealous that, me being without kids, that I can just roll out of bed at 8:45 and go to class. Then I just naturally said, "well, my husband and I are expecting our first in September, so I'm sure I won't be in this boat for too much longer." He said congrats, told me to get my sleep now, and then our conversation continued on to other polite things. As momentous as it was that I uttered those words, the strange thing is, I wasn't even surprised I said it. He was a random co-worker; it was a random conversation. He doesn't really have anyone to tell, and I'm actually ok that I told him.

My family though? Totally different story. I don't know how to tell them and I haven't yet. I'm not excited to tell them. They just got their first grandkid in December; my kid will be nothing special to them. Plus, since they knew of our trying-to-conceive difficulties, I'm afraid that now they'll assume that everything is "better" and that my previous secret infertility pain has been assuaged. It hasn't. And I don't know it it ever will. I'm still bitter. I still cringe at facebook announcements. It's still painful that it didn't come easily or natural. None of them know what K and I went through the past two years; how it affected our marriage, and us as people; what it's like to imagine a life without children, and of feeling "broken" to your biological purpose...and I know they can never truly understand how humbled I am to have been given this opportunity.

We had an Oscars party at our house on Sunday and we toyed with the idea of leaving the ultrasound picture on the fridge to see who would notice, but at the last minute, I couldn't do it. I'm not prepared for others' reactions, or congratulations, or excitement, or whatever response they give. This whole trying-to-conceive process (and then my egg donations before that) have all be something I've kept secret and close to me the past several years. Not something that anyone had needed to know about, and not something I've needed to share. So I don't know how to share it now.

One thing is for sure though. I will NEVER announce on facebook. Never. I'm sticking to this. K will too. If a live birth does result out of this, I'll announce then. But no pregnancy announcements or pregnancy mentions. Ever. It's still my hope that someone else out there in facebookland is also struggling to conceive, and I refuse to put them through more pain of seeing yet another announcement from me. Afterall, in my heart, I still feel much more like them than a typical pregnant woman.

So there. I said it. I'm 11 weeks 3 days pregnant and due Sept. 17.

I'm still not really comfortable talking about it though, but I at least figured that it's time that I officially said something about it here, instead of just alluding to obscure life changes in previous entries.
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one thing that I will definitely say though, is that so far at least: being pregnant is not necessarily as big of a deal physically as people make it seem.

Maybe I'm one of the lucky ones, or maybe I'm just not focusing on things, or maybe I refuse to complain about anything because I'm so thrilled to be here, but I swear that if I hadn't been trying and testing, I might not even know I was pregnant right now, as I could pass any of the slight "off" feelings I'm having as something else entirely. It's amazing how normal I actually feel.

Which helps me not want to tell anyone.

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Thursday, Aug. 03, 2017 - hello?
Tuesday, Nov. 25, 2014 - strange dream
Monday, Oct. 06, 2014 - catholic and friends
Thursday, Sept. 04, 2014 - changing. and I need to go to bed.
Saturday, Aug. 30, 2014 - dreams of dying

Chapters of My Life
Motherhood
Sept. 2011 - now Being a mother.
Isolation&Infertility (&pregnancy)
Aug. 2009 - Sept. 2011 Working from home in a job that I love...that comes with a loneliness I hate. A husband who works too much, and continued failure to start a family. Slowly spiraling, forgotten, into social invisibility. Accepting and experiencing the potential of pregnancy.
First-Year Teacher
Aug. 2008 - Aug. 2009. pretty much the hardest job I hope I ever have. and all the while trying not to admit my secret turmoil over longings for/attempts at/failure to produce what's supposedly supposed to come after love and then marriage...
Optimism
Aug. 2007 - Aug. 2008. finally accepting that becoming a normal grown up is not just inevitable, but preferable. better job situations for both of us. working freelance as a studio teacher, and becoming an egg donor.
Fading Dreams...
Dec. 2006 - July 2007. student teaching, being poor, consistent job rejections, trying to save face while feeling hopeless.
To Live a Life Worth Death...
July 2006 - Nov. 2006. thinking about death a lot, accepting life and my eventual end. career and passions - beginning the path of contribution to what I will leave behind...
Identity Crisis/Marriage
Oct. 2005 - Apr. 2006. new job. new career. new last name. new husband. new life. who was I and what was I becoming?
The Official End to Childhood? II
June 2005 - Sept. 2005. preparing for a life that still felt like pretend. was I really a 'grown-up' already? weird.
The Official End to Childhood? I
Feb. 2005 - June 2005. losing my virginity, getting engaged, changing my career, selling our childhood home...slowly losing everything that held me as a child... (Meet Mr. Mom 4/05 - 5/05. working/travelling on production of my 4th & LAST reality show ever.)
Quarter-Life Crisis/Unemployment
Sept. 2004 - Feb 2005. no steady job for 5 months - definitely not a good place to be. oh, and I fell in love - which is a good place to be, but it kind of only adds to the confusion.
Postlude to the Prelude
Apr. 2004 - May 2004. I had no clue what things were being set in motion...but everything has changed from there.
The Simple Life 2
Mar. 2004-Apr. 2004. not the deepest thinking period of my life, but I learned a heck of a lot about production of a reality tv show.
L.A. #2 - The Real World
Aug. 2003-Feb. 2004.the big move. transplanting my life. ironically not only working in the "real world", but also AT the company that makes The Real World.
That Weird, Here Nor There, Summer
May 2003-Aug. 2003. a college graduate, but not yet in the grown-up world. just existing. and waiting. and thinking.
Goodbye College
Jan. 2003-May 2003. it's a weird thing, the last semester of college. lots of thinking about what lies beyond.
The Semester From Hell
Aug. 2002-Dec. 2002. it was kind of like I tried to cram 4 yrs. of growing-up experiences into one semester.
I've Changed?
Apr. 2002-Aug. 2002. after L.A. and stuck right in-between the two most intense "finding-myself" semesters of my life!
L.A. #1 - Interning/Discovering
Jan. 2002 - Apr. 2002. I finally stepped WAY outside my comfort zone and went where I had no freakin idea what I was doing. Living outside your bubble for awhile really makes you see differently.
Beginnings/Depression
Aug. 2001-Jan. 2002. who I was, and sometimes who I still am. how it started and how it was before.