April 12, 2010 - Told my coworkers

I had been thinking of when and how to tell my coworkers that I was pregnant since I found out that I was.
I had worked at the same place for 12 years at that point, but had only changed departments in August 2009. I felt bad that they went to the trouble of interviewing and hiring for my current position, only be told that I would only be there for just over a year before going on maternity leave for a year. But there was someone else who worked in my old department who had only worked there for 2 months before getting pregnant, so I figured I shouldn't feel too guilty. Ultimately I didn't, it was just something that bothered me a little.

I wanted to tell my boss first and get it over with first thing in the morning. I went just after 8:30am, but he wasn't there. So I went back a few minutes later and he was back in his office. I liked my boss (he doesn't work there anymore), but I didn't actually work with him a lot, so I didn't know him that well. I went to his office and asked if he had a minute. As I shut his door, I saw a look of worry cross over his face and realized he thought that I was quitting. So right away I said that it wasn't anything bad and I sat down and told him that I was pregnant. His face lit up. It was so cute. He was so happy, smiled often and said how wonderful it is to have kids (he has 2). He said not to listen to anyone who says that it isn't wonderful. He showed me a picture of his kids, we talked for a few more minutes and then I left. It was such a relief.

I think I told Jen next and I'm pretty sure she jumped up and hugged me. I don't remember what order I told the rest of the people in my department in. Probably Chris, then Sheila, then Perry, then Cate. They were all happy. They asked when the baby was due and how I was feeling. Cate started to think of a nickname she would call the baby and we eventually decided on Sunny.  I went downstairs and told my old boss and showed her the pictures of his ultrasound and she was excited.

From then on, Sheila came to my desk every day or two and asked how I was feeling (she turned out to be one of the most supportive people at work after Jacob died) We talked alot about morning sickness and tricks to feel better. She told me of the time that cheesecake always made her feel better, so her husband found a sale, bought several and froze them and that same day, she discovered that not only didn't she like it anymore, she couldn't stand it.

As I got bigger, Sheila would come over and mention that she noticed it. When I started popping out at 16 weeks, she said that I was getting bigger every day. I loved hearing that.

Once everyone in my department knew that I was pregnant, Ted and I started telling our other friends at work and soon it seemed like everyone knew. Every few days for about a month, someone new would come up to me and say that they just heard and congratulations. It was so nice.

Yesterday I went out walking with Antoinette at lunch and I ended up talking about Jacob alot. She called me every 2-3 days after he was born and before I came back to work, so I was surprised yesterday when she asked if I held him. She said that I had been getting really big before he died. I loved hearing that too. I guess it makes sense that I have trouble remembering how big I was, since I've been my regular size my whole life and only that size, my favorite size, for a few months.