Now for us, becoming pregnant was an amazing thing. We were incredibly happy about it. Personally, I wanted to tell everyone I knew there & then, but of course, I couldn't. What if we miscarried? What if there were some terrible complications? What if....
So we had to sit on the news, as most first-time parents do. We waited until we were certain, and once we got over a few hurdles, then we were free to tell everyone. But what hurdles they were, and the longer we waited, the more nervous I became.
Our first issue is that we discovered our little secret just before Christmas, which meant a slew of parties to go to, relatives to see, sugar to consume, and of course, booze. Now those who know us will know that we have been fond of a quiet little tipple on the odd occasion, so showing up to a Christmas party and drinking soda water with lime was almost entirely out of the question. We weren't ready to deal with the barrage of questions from curious onlookers, however good their intentions, so we had to mask it. The good news was that Megan was due to have surgery just before Christmas, so we got away with a lot, blaming various surgeons, anesthetists & antibiotics that we ultimately had to cancel on.
Our child will be my parents' first grandchild, so when we told them, they were blown away - well, as much as one can be, sitting in a streetside cafe in small-town New South Wales. They agreed to keep it completely secret until we were ready. Megan's parents were much more accustomed to it, though, as they already have two, and another on the way.
Our next step was Megan's boss. While he's not a daunting man, she was still quite worried, and rightly so. She is the only senior executive of her company's international division who is able to conceive. Previously, there were no other women in her area. There existed no policy on maternity leave in the company. The prospects were not the best. Still, he had to be told that his right-hand woman would be on the sidelines for a few months later in the year. Not such a big ask, but when she was flying from Hong Kong to Port Moresby, then to Hanoi, all within a month, the task became a bit harder. Magnifying that was the fact that her boss kept a similar schedule, with meetings in Melbourne, Japan, Beijing, etc... Eventually, they were able to sit down & discuss it, and just as I'd thought, everything turned out ok....
When it came to my friends, I was very tight-lipped. I didn't know how to tell anyone, but I knew that the longer I held out, the more likely it was that they'd find out some other way, so I had to eventually bite the bullet. Some of my really close friends, I emailed with a little ultrasound shot - I've got to admit, it was a great time to be living overseas... I didn't have to tell anyone at all as I wouldn't see many of my mates until rugby season came around again. Eventually I sent my friends a group email & then told the boys at training one night. Of course, it all went better than I thought, with everyone being supportive. I don't normally like being the centre of attention anywhere, but saying those words out loud... "Meg's pregnant"... was the most incredible feeling yet.
*P.S. Hot tip for getting around those pesky aunts & uncles - a well chilled flute full of Appletiser is a great substitute for real booze, just make sure no one sees you pouring it from the esky you hid. Dads need to be on top of this so mum never has an empty glass in her hand!