Last night, I told my nani (Italian for grandma) that I was 6 weeks pregnant. I was going to tell her at our annual ravioli dinner on Christmas night, but my mom couldn't hold the secret in any longer and planned a rendezvous for us at Uncle John's party. It was HUGE news for her because out of five children, she got only one grandchild (me) and she has been waiting her whole life for this. I am her baby and she is my nani, she means the world to me.
This was her reaction:
And the first picture of four generations of our family (blueberry is in there somewhere):
It was an amazing moment and I will NEVER forget it. :)
Ian and I have since decided that when you get pregnant you either you tell everyone all at once, or no one until you are ready for everyone to know. Telling only immediate family and friends doesn't work, no one can keep a secret! To be honest, the only reason I wanted to wait is because our first doctor's appointment isn't until January 3rd (8 weeks), and I just wanted to make sure everything was ok before telling the world. But, no one can wait (including Ian), oh well!
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