This time, Ohad & I really enjoyed having a secret (we didn't even really feel any need to tell when we did)... we knew I was pregnant when Yedda offered to send me to BlogHer & we knew when I ordered the tickets to take Lilach to Croatia. I was careful when I tore through the airport in Atlanta trying to catch my flight (I did) and I avoided riding a gondola in Venice because I get seasick easily even when I'm not pregnant... I was also careful not to volunteer for anything at the school...
When we announced this pregnancy at the end of the 16th week, it was still not obvious. I could still wear my normal clothes for a few weeks, but now (it seems way too suddenly) I'm wearing maternity clothes and it's clear I'm pregnant.
I guess a pregnancy becomes 'real' for me at a many different points:
- a positive home pregnancy test
- a positive beta test (blood)
- the first ultrasound when I see a heartbeat
- the first ultrasound when the fetus begins to look like a baby
- when my ordinary clothes stop fitting
- the first time I *definitely* feel the baby kick
- when people can tell by looking at me and...
- when we tell people.
But maybe this one (telling people, especially family) has more weight, because when other people know, it's no longer just a fantasy (that for some odd reason the ultrasound machine seems to believe), it's not only part of my life, but part of theirs too...
In any case, it's fun that it's gone by so quickly, just strange.
On Saturday, we finish 24 weeks.