No, I'm not going to post a picture of every single thing I get for the baby. Probably. But come on, this is frickin' adorable!
Moving on. Do you want to know the absolute best part about telling people we are pregnant? It wasn't telling our parents, although that was a lot of fun. It wasn't telling my brother or our aunts or our grandparents or any of our friends. The absolute best part about finally telling was telling our cleaning lady. Stay with me here, I can explain. We use the same cleaning lady as Chris's parents and there was every chance that she would accidentally say something to Chris's mother. Do you have any idea how hard it is to hide a pregnancy from your cleaning lady? On the days she came, I spent 20 minutes in the morning running around the house hiding things. Picture from the sonogram on the fridge? Stick it between the pages of a cookbook. Prenatal vitamins on the counter? Hide them inside my winter boots. Baby books covering the house? Put them in the tub in the bathroom in the basement, she never cleans that anyway.
She came last week, and I left everything just where it was. Turns out, the next time she went to my in-laws' she asked if they knew the news. I had been thinking that I had a very observant cleaning lady, since I didn't talk to her last week, and that she must have seen the sonogram on the fridge and put two and two together. However, I just realized that my small (so far) collection of baby clothes is currently hanging in the closet directly above the vacuum cleaner. That was probably pretty hard to miss.