I'm having secrecy guilt this morning. If I'm truly 11 weeks right now and don't tell our families to the last week in February, I will be 16 weeks when they finally discover (if they haven't already) that we're almost halfway through this pregnancy! It will be the fastest pregnancy ever for them. Plus, they will only have to wait less than a month to find out what gender it is.
I'm torn.
Not telling everyone just made March so much easier for our families. I know that leaving the first trimester leaves a lot of risk behind. I know I should have more faith than this. Jonathan's been great about not pressuring me to tell anyone.
I just don't want them to feel hurt. But I think they'll understand.
More than that, I think they'll be shocked to know that we've kept a secret for four months. Anyone that knows us knows that Jonathan and I can't keep secrets to save our lives (if they are our own, that is).
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