And We Roll Over: The Grape

There's this great KITH skit called Kathie Rolls Over. It's the Cathy/Kathie series, these really funny office women. One of them notices that Kathie is about to "roll over". They cheer her on as she types frantically. Then the camera moves to the back of the womens' heads and you see that they all have counters on the back of their heads. Kathie's rolls over to zero.

We've rolled over. It's week nine. We have a grape.

I'm working hard to pay attention to my instincts. Everything tells me that the baby is okay. It's hard to hold onto that faith when it feels like the world is so cruel and random at times.

I'm holding on as tightly as I can.

M. told her sibs last night. As expected, her sister's reaction was cool. She said "wow" about a million times. Her fantastically awesome brother continues to be fantastically awesome. Although M. told her sis last year we were going to start trying in Jan, I think it took them by surprise. Like many couples, we haven't been overtly public through the TTC months, so it feels more sudden to them than to us.

It's funny how M.'s family has consistently acted like we owe them more information than a straight couple. When M. came out she was told that she should have said something earlier, given them more time. Honestly, they wanted more time to try to change her mind.

Now we're getting the same message: that we should have given them more warning. I'm sorry, but A LOT of couples don't tell their families until they are actually pregnant. Just because they need some time to mentally wrap their minds around a same-sex family does NOT mean we are obligated to tell them sooner than we want to.

So, happy grape. I'm tired, head hurts, gassy and feeling ever so slightly sick. M. would smile and say that I'm pregnant, after all.