I Cracked

Yesterday I spilled the beans to the first person about being pregnant. I worked with Jenni and, at one point, just couldn't hold it in anymore and told her. She was the first person to hear last time, too. Last time there were paint fumes in the store the morning I tested and I was worried about that. I called her to make sure it would be okay. This time I just really couldn't help it. She promised not to tell her husband, because she has learned from experience that it just leaks out after he knows. I don't think the experience was mine, but I certainly remember what happened after he found out.

He was at the store hanging slat wall when Melissa and I went to help. When we got there and started lifting the slat wall he said I shouldn't lift it "because...uh..." and couldn't seem to finish the sentence. Melissa tried to be helpful and suggested it was because I was in a dress. I told him I was fine and I helped with the slat wall. I would have thought it was pretty funny except that I was so exasperated at the time.