I hate secrets. Really. It may be something small and silly that I wouldn’t normally even give two thoughts to, but if you tell me that I can’t talk about it it will be all that I can think about. Big secrets? They KILL me.
One of the things that I have noticed is that when I have something big going on in my own life, and it isn’t something that I can really blog about, it is all that I then want to blog about. I can’t get inspired or motivated to blog about anything else. Thus, I tend to just not blog so that I don’t have to worry about it. As you might have noticed, I haven’t been blogging.
And this is why.
We told our families last Monday/Tuesday and then this past Sunday, Mother’s Day, we announced it on Facebook to the rest of the world.
Harden baby #5 was a complete surprise. Well, a non-surprise surprise. Yet we’ve decided the same as we have with all of the others – to be happy even though we’ve been very vocal on being done. I mean, what else is there to do? I’m only about 10 1/2 weeks, but am pretty noticeably showing already. Some of it is where I just never quite got over carrying an almost 10 pound baby, and some of it is, as one friend put it, that my uterus just knows what to do by this point. I was getting glances and stares at my tummy from friends and acquaintances who I’m sure were all just too polite to ask. I was tired of trying to find ways to hide it, and Mother’s Day seemed like a good day to make the announcement on.
So, there you go! That’s why I haven’ been blogging.
(And did I call it, or what?! I told you that patterns were bad!)