I’m officially growing a baby! It is that blob right there, conveniently labelled “baby.” :)
I’m also officially bad at secrets. So far I have told: my parents, sisters, E’s parents and sister, two girl friends and two sets of couple friends. All were in person — it is quite obvious that something is up when I’m not drinking and totally lame/tired. But I was super sneaky and tricked everyone on St Pattys. I brought my own “cocktail” to the house party. The constant thirst and trips to the bathroom totally mimic drunken behavior.
Is it weird that I get a little thrill ordering a drink at the bar with the directions to “make it look like it has alcohol in it?” Probably. Gotta take cheap thrills these days. 5 more weeks and then done with this tri! Can’t wait :)