My husband and I deliberated over the best way to announce our pregnancy. Yes, we even googled some creative ideas on how to best announce your second pregnancy. Wow, people are creative. And funny. Really funny.
On of my faves, courtesy of Pinterest.
I’m not sure why I thought that picture was so funny because nausea is not funny people. Drinking Canada Dry and eating crackers or alternatively shutting your mouth tightly in an effort not to lose your cookies is not fun. Not fun at all.
This one, however, is truly funny. Except when you want to lose the weight.
I’m not sure if the above couple originated this creative photo idea, but it is totally awesome. Sadly, I’m not far enough along, so my belly would really be 80% ice cream and 20% baby. And the truth is, I’m not a pregnancy belly picture person. During my first pregnancy, one of my best friends asked when she would see pregnancy pictures. “Try, never”. It’s just not my thing. Harsh, I know. Also, please don’t try to touch my belly. It will make us both uncomfortable. I promise.
There were many pictures like this.
I love these pictures. They’re sweet and cute and punkin’ precious and everything wonderful about photography and pregnancy. And yet, there is no way I could ever bring myself to do this. I just wouldn’t be able to keep a straight face and I’m pretty sure my husband’s back would go out if we tried to lift our 4-year-old up in that pose for any length of time.
Oh there were more, many more photos that I will spare you. Some incredibly awkward that didn’t seem right to post. Why revel in awkward photo’s, right?
So we chose to send out a video. It was totally unprofessional and completely unedited footage of us announcing it to our daughter. In the two minutes I had to get the video uploaded before we headed for vacation for a week, I sent it to our parents and a couple of friends. And then I blogged about it when we returned from vacation. It’s my way of announcing it because I’m totally weird when it comes to announcing these things face to face or on the phone, or really announcing it at all. Where does one even begin with this kind of news? My thoughts tend to go in the following direction.
The Classy Announcement – Hey, guess what? I’m knocked up/pregnant/have a bun in the oven/am with child. (I then quickly walk away because I don’t know how to follow that up.)
The defensive tactic – You may or may not have noticed that I’ve been looking a little plumper lately, but it’s because I’m pregnant. Has nothing to do with the ice cream I’ve been eating lately. Nope, not at all.
Total Embarrassment Route – Remember how you asked me several months ago if I was pregnant? Well, I burned that sweater I was wearing that day. But at least now I really am pregnant, not just pregnant looking.
Totally Awkward and could be considered sexual harassment – Guess what, I’m pregnant. It’s true. My husband and I have sex. Look what happened.
See why the blog entry was a much safer route?