Dear Everyone, Sorry for Lying to You

Three-plus months is a long time to be a liar. Of course, the lying was for a good cause. I'm pregnant!

Most women choose to keep the news under wraps for the first few months, for a variety of reasons. But the secret keeping -- not easy for me, a girl who shares her thoughts on her weekly blog and in conversations with friends, family, and coworkers.

Until I "went public," my husband and I told our special news only to our parents and siblings, and to people like my close friend who also happens to be an OB-GYN (thanks, Dr. Priya!!).

To most of the rest of the world, this is what my first trimester was like.

Question: What's new with you?

What I said: Oh, not much. We just ordered a new accent chair for our living room. I'm reading the fifth book in the Clan of the Cave Bear series and it's really long.

What I wanted to say: I am literally growing a new human being inside of me and in just a few months, I am going to be responsible for this person's life!!!

Question: You don't look so good, are you feeling okay?

What I said: Oh yeah, I was up late last night watching the World Series/the presidential election (I had good timing) ... I haven't been sleeping well lately ... my head has been hurting a lot.

What I wanted to say: I have thrown up five times this week and I fear that if we keep chatting, I may need to excuse myself to hug the toilet again now.

Question: You look really good, have you lost weight?

What I said: Oh wow, thank you! (sometimes you gotta just take the compliment).

What I wanted to say: I'm sure I'll love this kid one day, but right now this kid is a parasite in my tummy, and it doesn't like anything I'm feeding it other than toast and popsicles.

Question: Want to go out to eat during our lunch break?

What I said: Oh, no, thank you, but I need to run errands during lunch today.

What I wanted to say: If I don't take a nap during lunch today, I may fall asleep during our 2 p.m. staff meeting.

Question: Are you excited for our play tonight? So glad we bought tickets months ago!

What I said: Any chance you have someone else you can take with you? I have a bad cold.

What I wanted to say: I can'ttttt get out of bedddd.

Question: Why haven't you written a blog this week?

What I said: Oh wow, has Wednesday come and gone already? I've been so busy!

What I wanted to say: The only thing I've been thinking about lately is what time I need to take which nausea medication, and I'm not sure my blog readers can handle that right now.

Question: Would you like to come to our party tonight around 8 p.m.?

What I said: So sorry, Adam and I already have plans tonight!

What I wanted to say: Those plans involve me getting into pajamas at 7 p.m. with a strict 8:30 p.m. bedtime.

After sharing my special news, several people remarked that this made sense, and they thought I hadn't seemed like myself during an earlier interaction we had. In other words -- ah, that explains why you were so rude earlier.

To all of these people, I'm sorry for the white lies, for not acting like myself, for withholding exciting information. I hope I can make it up to you in a few months with photos of chubby baby cheeks.