on being mum about mother's day

This year, for the first time, I qualify for mother's day. But I've been quite mum about it (terrible pun, I know, but it amused me).

See, I'm pregnant. Not just early-days-don't-want-to-tell-too-many-people-pregnant. But full belly-waddling-need-help-to-get-out-of-a-chair-pregnant. Only-four-weeks-left-of-work-pregnant. Just-about-to-pack-my-hospital-bag-pregnant.

I have people congratulating me and asking me when I am due all the time. Work associates, people I meet for the first time, shop assistants. People on the tram jump up to offer me a seat before I even ask. That is how pregnant I am.

At least when you meet me, that is how pregnant I am. Here, online, I've been a bit shy about it.

See, we told our family and close friends from about 8 weeks. Then told work and everyone else around 15 weeks. But I still haven't put it on facebook, despite there being a number of good friends (interstate and overseas) that we obviously haven't been able to tell in person. And I haven't really put it here yet. I mentioned it the other day, but on the whole I've been quiet about it online.

And the longer I have put it off, the harder it seems to be.

So here it is - I am pregnant. We're having a baby, due in mid-July.

And despite being quiet about it, we really are pretty excited!