I know there is an age old debate about what time is the right time to tell the many people in your life that you are expecting. There are those that pick up the phone and tell people as soon as they get a BFP, and others who wait until they’re out of the first trimester to tell anyone more than immediate family. For my husband and me, we fall somewhere in the middle. He wanted to tell the world right away (of course I’d kept the secret from him for a while already), and I wanted to at least make sure that everything was going as it should be. With our first son, we told people right away and for some reason I was/am just more cautious this go around.

So we waited until 9.5 weeks (LOL) and spilled the beans on New Year’s Day. His family is absolutely beside themselves. They love babies and were literally jumping up and down when we delivered the news. My family? My Dad’s response was dead silence and I was beginning to feel like the woman on that cell phone commercial (DYK the one I’m talking about?). Turns out, he didn’t seem all that excited? His first response was, “What about Cole?” Um, Dad… you had two children 17 months apart and we were both fine. Cole, our 2 ½ year old, isn’t going to be thrown to the wolves just because he’s having a sibling. Needless to say, in my hormonal state, his lack of enthusiasm translated to pregnancy rage on my part.

We’ve also told a few close friends. It’s funny to me that all of my husband’s friends react the same way…”ALREADY!?!?!?” Dude, the babies will be 3 years apart? What are you talking about? But they all seem flabbergasted that we’re already expecting. Too funny. My friends are mostly excited.

I don’t think there is a such thing as ‘perfect’ timing, because there will always be one more pound to loose, one more project to finish, one more dollar to save…so I’m letting the nay sayers be and looking forward to a 2008 as a family of four.