so tomorrow is that magical day. not the last day of my first trimester, unfortunately, but close enough. apparently week 12 is when it’s generally accepted as okay to spill the beans, because your baby probably won’t die. probably. so i’m going to throw caution to the wind and tell everyone. i was going to wait until after my screening test, in case there was something really wrong with the baby and we’d have to terminate the pregnancy. but the doctor seems to think i have nothing to worry about, so whatever. and if something does happen, i’ll just tell everyone it was a late miscarriage or something. i don’t think i can wait another month. also, i’ve already told a few people, so i might as well tell the world. i’ll let sohei tell people, too, which i know will make him happy, as he’s been wanting to from the start.

also, i’ve been bored at work, so i started looking into schools and daycares back home. yeah, i’m that nuts. i’m not too wild about anything i saw, though, so i’m hoping that when proto-joey reaches the point where it’s relevant, there’ll be something i like. frankly, i’d be okay with staying home with her and homeschooling her until she’s ready to graduate, but whatevs. the other pregnant lady at work was talking about pregnancy/baby stuff, and it’s kind of neat having someone else to chat with about it. even though we’ve never been particularly friendly or anything. but i can tell she’s being nicer to me, and kind of wants someone to commiserate with. so that’s cool. i never really thought i’d be pregnant along with anyone i knew, because none of the people i work with seemed likely to have kids right now. and all my friends here are pretty much guys. she’s a couple months ahead of me, so i get kind of a sneak preview of what the next few months are going to be like.

i know that it apparently infuriates some women to hear this (according to some of the pregnancy books i’ve read, anyway), but i really like being pregnant.