Secret's Out! Part 2

After we called my parents to tell them we were pregnant, we picked up my mother-in-law and told her in the car on the way to an art opening. What I appreciated about telling my mother is that it was over the phone, and they were 3000 miles and three time zones away. What was hard about telling my mother-in-law was the next three hours of being hugged, kissed, and patted. I'm not a huggy, touchy-feely type person by nature, and nothing about being pregnant makes me more receptive to having my shirt pulled up and my tummy rubbed in a restaurant. Have to figure out how to draw boundaries in this arena without being rude. Also we stayed out about two hours later than my bedtime, and ate dinner about an hour after I needed to eat, so I was pretty wiped by the end and had no more energy for the giggling of my mother-in-law.

An interesting dynamic will be at play when the baby is born - my mother, who lives far away, has always been jealous of the time I spend with my mother-in-law, who lives about ten blocks away from us. We have already told my parents that we will want a few weeks to get settled into a routine at home before we have out-of-town visitors, which means that my mother-in-law will get baby face time long before my mother does. As will my sister, who lives a mile from me. Mom will get me and baby for a whole week before Christmas, though, so maybe that will even things out. Oy.