We have told the first non-medical person about our pregnancy. I told my brother over the phone the other night. He seemed very surprised; apparently, all our protests over the years that we would have kids when we were good and ready made my family convinced that we would wait another 10-20 years or something. He was a little disappointed that my pregnancy will prevent me from being able to fly out to visit his newborn in July (and somehow, I don't see him being willing to fly cross-country to visit us in September with an 8-year-old, a 4-year-old, and a 2-month-old) but I think he's excited that at least one pair of cousins will be close to each other in age.
Then, he totally crushed me by revealing their current top choices in baby names, which overlaps with the one girl's name that I've been thinking about lately, so I guess I have to hope that they have a boy.
In the mean time, our little kidney bean has stepped up the morning sickness. Blech.
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Crap. I hate it when other people steal your names. I definitely hope he has a boy!
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