Wednesday, 7 October 2009

20

Going for dinner in London tonight with Da Hubs, Father-in-Law and Step Mother-in-Law.
Not totally looking forward to it.

Last time I saw the SMiL, she asked if I was pregnant.
This was while we were sitting at dinner on our wedding day. We had all our parents surrounding us. If we had been pregnant - which we are not, and not even trying - and been at the stage of telling people we would certainly have told our parents already. If we weren't ready to tell people then she had just put us in a very difficult position. Not very nice to sit and lie to all your parents, then turn round a few weeks later and admit it.
We have also told them several times prior to the wedding that we want to wait a couple of years after being married before trying to get pregnant.

So yeah, with my recent weight gain I am fully expecting to be asked again tonight. If they do ask i might have to say something quite blunt.

We really want to have our own home before we start trying, and be a bit more secure in our jobs ie full-time hours and no risk of redundancy. DH would like a bit more of a salary and I would quite like to be in a firm that offers more than statuatory maternity pay. Would probably be an idea to have a car too. So there is quite a lot we need to do before we can start trying.

And we won't be telling people when we do start. (well I might write it here so ssssshhhhhh.)
From what I have heard once people know you are trying to get pregnant your personal life becomes pretty fair game. And I can totally imagine the SMiL calling every other day to check on progress and offer far too personal advice.

And if we do get pregnant I will be getting a "Do Not Touch" t-shirt.

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