Well yesterday started as quite a nerve-racking day. We had decided that it was time to tell our parents that we were having a baby. I was a little excited, nervous, scared, uncertain and happy. I had wanted to tell them almost since I had found out because I felt bad that people not as important as them knew I was pregnant. They are very important to me and it only felt right for them to know.

We decided to go to my parents first. Luckily not only were mum and dad home but they were sitting down together for lunch, the grankids were playing downstairs and my sister Mary was out of the house. We sat and chatted about everyday stuff for a few minutes before finally I stammered “We came over to tell you that we are having a baby”.

Mums eyes seriousy rolled back into her head and then back into place again. Dad made a little grunt noise to acknowledge the initial shock of the announcement, then the questions started.

Mum and Dad were worried about what we were going to do and how we felt about the situation. They were really just looking out for both Ben and I and making sure we knew what we had gotten ourselves into. Although I still think the question of “Are you going to stay with her then?” directed to Ben by Mum was a bit redundant seeing as he was sitting right there telling them along with me. I knew what she meant by it though. She was just looking out for me.

Eventually Mum and Dad were excited for us, at least I think they were. Mum was a little put out that my sister’s knew about the baby before she did. Mum loves teling the family about new babies, I think she felt a little cheated out of it.

Eventually we left Mum and Dad’s and headed to Ben’s mum’s place…but I’ll leave Ben to tell you about that.