Until this past Thursday, we have had an information embargo on some big news in our lives. The embargoed information was the Fiona and I are having a baby (I'm not going to do the "we're pregnant" thing. At the end of the day, Fiona's the one who's pregnant. She's the one that's going to be carrying around 10 kilos of water and baby for 9 months while she fights a cold and searches her closet for something that just might fit. I get to do the cool stuff like put together furniture and paint the nursery, all while drinking as much beer as I want. I'm sane enough to respect the right to say "I'm pregnant").
Very exciting news. So exciting in fact that it really makes me want to call every single person I know and tell them just so I can bask in the glow of our shared excitement. People are really pretty amazing when you tell them you're having your first child. There is the obvious mixture of knowing winks from the couples that already have children under 3, who are saying to each other, "thank god we won't be the crankiest ones at the table any more", and the hugs from single friends who are conceptually happy for you but are struggling with the practical impact due to the absence of a personal correllary, and the bizarre conversations with people who find the most relevant thing to say is to tell you about the person they met on the train who's cousin's former roommate is also pregnant. There are those reactions and more, but generally and universally, people are just great. They're genuinely excited and you can see it on their face and hear it in the tone of their voice. It's really wonderful when you can tell that your news makes other people happy.
Well, because of this reaction we've gotten from those that we've told, I wanted to run around and bang on doors and call everyone I knew so that I could tell them our news. That is not terribly practical given that I now live in Australia and a startling number of those people that I wanted to tell don't live anywhere near here. So, I have reverted to this blog, which is an idea that I stole from one of my best friends. During his wife's pregnancy, Eric decided to start a blog mostly to keep up to date those family and friends who were not fortunate enough to be live in the booming metropolis of excitement and enlightenment that is Allentown Pennsylvania. It just so happened that we discovered in reading his blog that Eric's actually quite funny (something very surprising given that I've known him for over 10 years and never realized). He has continued his blog (http://www.babybrof.blogspot.com/) through his son's first year and it is my goal to match his wittiness, if not the frequency of his postings. Tall order I know, but we shall see.
I've never blogged before. How are these supposed to end? Do you sign off? Sum it up with background music? Or do you just stop writing?
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