Holycrapamoly!

What a week this has been! I have to take a moment to write it all down, it's been such a crazy ride.

Ok, so last week I was told that I got the promotion I'd been trying for, but with the caveat that I couldn't tell anyone, except a few close friends. So this week, they finally announced my promotion publicly on Tuesday, my birthday was Wednesday, and then Thursday morning I took a pregnancy test and it was positive (and then a blood test Friday confirmed it). Wham! Bang! Welcome to the rest of your life! Could the universe have been any less subtle about what it thinks I can handle?

I started embarking down the pregnancy path last fall, but the job thing only just happened in February, when they posted the positions. I expected one of them to 'take' so to speak, but both! At the same time! This is craziness, and a tad overwhelming--I have a lot of new responsibilities and new things to learn in my new job (which starts tomorrow, officially), and now some of my focus has been shifted away from that towards this baby thing. But I vow to give the same effort at the new job that I would have if a baby had not been interposed.

Still, it's exciting--I'm not really having any symptoms yet (I'm only in my 5th week), and I've told a handful of close friends so that I have people to talk to and commiserate with--but we have decided not to tell our nuclear families until right before we leave for London, and I will also be turning off commenting on my Facebook wall while we are gone to avoid random baby postings, and will probably send out a preemptive Facebook email to family members to keep them quiet! It's sad that I have to consider the FB element in something like this, but it's how we live today, and blurring the lines between work and family on FB is something to be cognizant of. The last thing I need is some distant cousin blabbing their fat mouth on FB about this for my co-workers to see!

I still can't decide when to tell my boss--I was going to tell her the first week of April when we're in California for work, but now I'm thinking I should wait until we return from London to be sure that this is really happening (that is, that we're out of the miscarriage window). Because once I tell her, it will be open season at work, and I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this being public knowledge too prematurely, as it could seriously backfire on me should something go wrong. So if she questions why I'm not drinking, I think I will just muster up some excuse about 'trying' and taking weeks off of drinking. That should hold for the time being. Let's hope she doesn't tell me something nasty to discourage me from trying right now given my promotion--that would be awful! I don't think she will though--she loves babies! Still, you never know how people will react, especially when they have a stake in your professional career.

Despite my usual tendency to look on the downside and expect the worst, I'm really trying to focus on the positive, and am taking it day by day. This is good news and anyone who tries to make me feel bad about it, isn't my friend. I can handle both jobs, and it's not like I'm delivering tomorrow! I have until Thanksgiving week to get adjusted to my new career and prove myself before I have to take a 3-month leave, and I will still get to travel to the sales meeting this summer.

Let the adventure begin!