Yesterday, Friday, August 26, we finally told my parents the good news. I was a little nervous to tell my mom b/c I wasn't sure if she'd accept the new title as "grandma" since she mentioned that she wasn't ready even before I got pregnant last month. She actually took it very well yesterday -- she and my dad. They are very both excited! I'm glad.
In telling them, I was trying to set the scene very subtley. My mom was more approachable because she stays in one place for a long time doing something, which is good timing for conversation. My dad tends to walk around the house with business in his mind. Plus, it was a challenge to let them know at this time because they were getting ready to set up for the big birthday celebrations for all the August dancers of Dance-O-Rama -- my mom is included in the celebration.
Anyways, I started asking my mom questions about how changing jobs might affect my health insurance coverage since I am switching to a new and better job closer to home in a few weeks. I gave hints that I've narrowed my search down to 2 "specialist" doctors and even read a little about them - not mentioning that they were obstetricians. I was trying to fish out of her a question about what kind of doctor are they because I never go to the doctor for anything unless something is really wrong. I'm very healthy.
Finally, after 10-15 minutes beating around the bush, I asked her: "Are you curious about what doctor I'm going to?". She thought a gynocologyst. I said "obstetrician". She didn't know what that was. . .I had to describe. "It's a doctor for checking up on pregnancy. I am 5 weeks pregnant!" "You mean you didn't get your period?" Then my dad walked in with a towel over his waist -- he just took a shower and smelt clean and fresh -- and asked "what's going on?" "Ask mom," but my mom answered to me "that's good!" with excitement in her voice. Dad asked, "What's good? What happened?" "Dad, I'm 5 weeks pregnant."
From that point on my mom and dad proudfully continued getting ready for the big party at Dance-O-Rama, You could hear their excitement as they got ready, especially my mom. She continually cried out "that's good!" My dad teased that now they are grandparents, my mom will buy us a big van with carseats and a whole bunch of furniture for the house, and so on.
I planned well in telling them before they went to Dance-O-Rama because today was the last Friday of the month when the hall is filled up 80% with more dancers for the end-of-the-month birthday celebrations. All my mom's dancer friends should be there. I wanted to see how quickly the news spread from opening to the end of the night -- and as it turned out, every family friend we knew congratulated us by the end of the night with a hug and kiss. This is the first time I saw my mom so excited to introduce my husband to friends he never met. This is so thrilling!
Next batch to find out -- the aunties! I want to see how fast the news will spread when my mom sees them tomorrow at another party gig. I'm just going to step behind and watch the aura of enjoyment rise up in everyone without telling another family soul!
WEIGHT: 150 LBS
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