Yes. When we told them the news last night, they were very happy. And very excited.
And people knowing makes it real. I was starting to doubt it.
If you missed last night's post, I was going to wait until after the election to tell anyone I was pregnant. My husband is a big Democrat and he volunteers every election cycle. So I see very little of him as September rolls around.
At work today, some already knew because two had read my blog and passed around the news.
But it's just such a huge difference between being able to say, "I'm pregnant! We're going to have a baby!" and saying, "Oh, I'm just tired. Maybe I've got a cold."
Because, as I noted last night, all I want to do is sleep right now.
I've gotten feedback from some of you who were sleepy when pregnant and thank you for that. Trina has had 8 pregnancies and she told me, "Everyone was different to some degree."
A lot of you want to know how C.I. figured it out?
I have no idea. You read the same thing she did. There's no clue in there. I wasn't trying to be coy or drop hints and I didn't. So how did she pick up on it?
My mother swears C.I. is psychic. She always thought that and she points to what C.I. wrote last night as confirmation: "And personal note, Cedric read your wife's post from last night. I hate it when I know things I'm not supposed to. Ann, if he doesn't figure it out, call me. And _____. "
"I hate it when I know things I'm not supposed to." She says that is confirmation.
C.I. denies being a psychic. My mother's said that to her before. Because C.I. is like The Mentalist (that's my grandmother's line). And C.I. will say she just pays attention and things come together.
I didn't speak to her today. I meant to tell her thank you. But I came home and went to sleep for three hours (after work). But my mother did and C.I. told her that I was tired, that I had twice thought I had blogged when I hadn't, that I had recently wrote about differences in marriage and that when she read the post she links to, it just all came together and she knew I was pregnant. She said there was a sadness in the post that spoke like I felt isolated and alone.
Well I did. I didn't realize that was coming through.
But she's that smart.
Elaine has so many great C.I. stories. My favorite is that one time (during the Bully Boy Bush years), they went to a rehab where one of Elaine's old classmates was a doctor. He wanted Elaine to consult. And they were having the worst time with this one patient. C.I. was with Elaine because she was speaking in Elaine's city and that meant they got to hang out so it wasn't, "Forget the rehab," it was, "I'll tag along." The Clinical Director was a big fan of C.I.'s and trying to flirt with her so he shows these drawings that a young man (actually a boy) had done. C.I. knows nothing at this point except a male patient drew them and the Clinical Director is asking her what she makes of them?
And C.I. looks at them and starts to hand them back and then starts saying things like, "He's in pain. This is him in the drawing, on the roof. Note how close the figure is to the edge. He's afraid. This right here, he's afraid he's going to lose his family." And C.I.'s going through the whole thing and the Clinical Director goes, "Well recovery [from drugs] can be difficult."
And C.I. says yes and then says, "But that's not it. He's -- He's gay. He's gay and he's in love with a boy here. They've had sex. And he's -- He's in denial becuase of shame -- He's calling it rape."
Elaine and her friend were behind C.I. at this point. She'd already told her friend not to speak with a gesture because she knows how intutitve C.I. is.
Well that's why Elaine was brought down, to help sort out what had happened. The boy was saying he was raped by another boy. The other boy wasn't talking about anything. They were trying to figure out what happened -- and probably quickly due to licensing issues.
At any rate, everything C.I. saw in the drawings? All correct.
So she just has a gift for picking up on things. (Though my mother swears C.I. is psychic.)
And that's more than I intended to write. We're about to eat. Cedric held dinner because I was asleep which was nice of him. I wish I wasn't so sleepy but those of you who went through the same thing seem to all say you got over that after about six weeks.
This is C.I.'s "Iraq snapshot:"