My sister and I were having tea today and she said exactly the same thing that I have been thinking for the last couple of days: “It must be such a nice feeling to be able to tell people something like this and have them react instantly with just overwhelming joy and excitement. You’re spreading happiness everywhere you go right now!”
It’s true. One of the best parts of this pregnancy has been the reactions from others- from all of my blog friends, some of whom I’ve “known” for over two years now. From my infertility forum friends, all of whom I’ve met in “real life”, and who have been waiting with me for so long. From the few non-ttc friends who we’ve told about our struggles who have supported me, even though they couldn’t really understand what the procedures entailed, or just how big the toll was. From my two sisters, my best friends, who are the only ones in our families we’ve told, and who both burst into tears of joy when I told them the day we got the first positive test. (We all sat in the coffee shop and wept helplessly for a while. We got a lot of looks.)
I’m excited. Q.’s excited. But this outpouring of love and affection and excitement and JOY from those around us who know?
It blows my mind.