At the end of the snapshot, C.I. wrote:
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 _____.
What does that have to do with what I just told you?
And everything gets placed on hold this time of year for Cedric. You probably got that in my post on Friday or did I post Saturday? My last post last week. And it also has to do with forgetting things, crawling into bed thinking I've done something.
It's good news. Cedric, thought it was bad news and asked me if I was sick. I said "nooooo." Then he figured it out. I'm pregnant.
And I don't know how C.I. got that from my post (from this morning, not last night, but that's fine). She missed that detail. :D But she somehow got that I was pregnant. "And _____." is "And congratulations." Because Cedric and I've been trying for about 8 or so months now. (To have a baby.) And last week, I realized I was pregnant and did a pregnancy test and confirmed it. And, like the fridge, had to wait until November, after the election, because this is time that Cedric spends volunteering. Here's what I wrote September 1st:
Otherwise, I'm preparing for the weekend.
And dreaming of November. After the election, we're going to be shopping for a new fridge. We have the money now so what's the hold up? It's now September. That means voter registration, early voting, debates, etc.
For me, it means nothing. But Cedric (my husband) is a Democrat. And he works very hard this time of year giving his time on all of that. So from now until the election day, there will be no extra tasks added unless the fridge breaks down.
If it does, I'm going to Best Buy and buying the first one I like.
So that was another thing to wait until after the election. Revealing the pregnancy to my husband.
Thank you, C.I. She wrote it exactly right in the snapshot. She didn't say what it was so Cedric got to figure it out. It took him a minute after he guessed wrong. But then he got it and we got to share the moment. (Which would not have been the case if C.I. had written, "Cedric, your wife is pregnant!") And by her doing that, I don't have to wait any longer to share the news.
I hadn't told anyone. I was afraid my father would immediately tell Cedric so I couldn't tell him or my mother or anyone in our family. If I wasn't telling my parents, I wasn't telling my friends.
And the joy was honestly starting to vanish. I was so thrilled when I realized I was pregnant. Then I took the test and confirmed it. And then I went day after day wanting to share it with someone but not wanting to put anyone in the position of keeping something from Cedric.
I'm glad the secret is out. Cedric had a thing tonight but said he's cutting back. He couldn't drop it at the last minute. But after we shared the news, I went to sleep (I'm so sleepy these days) and woke up 15 minutes ago. Cedric's due home shortly with dinner and my mom and dad with the cover story that we're doing this to discuss last night's debate. (I've shared before how my dad's a political junkie.) So we'll eat dinner in a bit and share the news with them.
This is C.I.'s "Iraq snapshot:"