We found out pretty early (5 weeks) that we were indeed expecting. Knowing quite a few people that had miscarried we thought we'd better keep it to ourselves and family for a while. Little did we know how hard it would be to keep quiet.
First I told my sister Jessica before I even told Josh. Then we called his parents. The next morning I had to tell Camille and Jason my sister-in-law and brother. Camille had wanted me to get pregnant more then just about anyone but Josh's mom. Then Friday night we decided to head to Provo to tell my parents. First stop my Dad's to tell him and Reagan. I got Reagan a doll and told her she better get some practice in because we were going to have 3 babies this year. Or as my dad said tres bambinos. Then we went to my mom's and told her. Everyone was excited for us. And we found out that people had been worried about me being sad to not be pregnant with Jess and Camille. I never really felt that way at all though.
Josh was playing the role of proud papa very well and just couldn't keep it to himself. He would tell anyone that he talked to. So our friends found out fairly quickly. They are so excited to have a little baby in the group to love and spoil and play house music to.
After our ultra-sound we felt more comfortable telling people and began to tell extended family. I told my mom's side of the family at my great-grandmothers viewing for the most part. We showed off the little picture of what I termed "the blob." Our silly picture in no way resembled a baby but we couldn't help show it off anyways.
Once we were sure the important people had heard the announcement from us, we could come out with it on Facebook and let "everyone" know. Finally it was no longer a secret. Not that we had been good at keeping it in the first place.
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