I was going to post this a couple weeks ago after seeing a link on Boing Boing (and as a way to drop a sly hint about what Shea and I suspected was pending).
But then I just put it in the “drafts” folder and forgot about it for some reason. It's still pretty crazy so I thought I'd post it now. For anyone worried that this will turn into the “Baby Poop Blog” instead of the “Poop Around FIMS Blog”, yes, that is a distinct possibility at some future point. But for the time being, I'll try to keep the baby content to a minimum and keep writing about my life in library school and what's going on around FIMS.
With that said, I've got to comment on keeping this a secret. After announcing it on the blog the other day, I went to school to find out a few classmates already knew – Lara because I'd said I had to miss a management class to go to an appointment with Shea (but it was nothing serious) then that Shea didn't drink when we went for supper with them and another couple.
Lindsay said she knew because she works at the library. “I knew you looked at my record!” I said. “No. But I do have to process the holds and if you're taking out What To Expect When You're Expecting, I figure it's not for a school project.”
Sabina (and anybody else who visited our apartment and saw the collection of baby books from the library) knew as well.
Who else knew? I think Shea's parents suspected as well when she wouldn't have a drink with her dad when she was home for a visit at the end of July.
So the moral of the story? If you're pregnant and want to keep it a secret, don't do any reading on the subject and keep drinking like always. I mean, it worked for mothers in the late 1960's – early1970's and their kids turned out fine. Turned out fine. Turned out fine. (Of course, I could've turned out like this kid which would've been worse!)
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