But I miss my family...I usually see them every other weekend for dinner and drinking my dad's yummy wine, but I really don't want to blatently lie to their faces, so I've just made up excuses for why we can't see them. I know a lot of people won't understand why we aren't even telling our family yet--we do have our reasons. However, I will be put to the ultimate test on Wednesday when I meet my girls for our usually monthly
My first doctor's appointment is a week from Monday where I'll get to find out my real due date, get grilled with family history questions and get molested by that giant wand...all to see a picture of that little person that has been consuming my mind ever since I saw those two pink lines.