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As you can see, I've decided to update my blog. Nothing special, just a fresh coat of paint to mark the beginning of a new era.

Ari's cord stump came away today and he has a herniated bellybutton - aka, an outie. Kind of freaked me out at first, but apparently it's not really a big deal, and might even pop back in when he builds up his abdominals...

Dave just left the house 30 minutes ago with Luey. He has gone over to visit his parents with three photos (printed off the lazer printer, so crappy quality) of Ari. Ari is a week old today and Dave is finally going to tell his parents of Ari's existence. This is only happening after me completely losing my rag this morning, and accusing him of living in denial and being on the verge of a mid-life crisis upon which he'll leave me and the boys... Of course, he totally denied this, and said I should know he'd never leave us, to which I replied I'd never have thought he'd NOT tell his parents about having another child until a week AFTER that child's birth...

Gawd, I can't believe I'm even writing this stuff.

I've felt so trapped between Dave and his parents in the past few weeks. It's gotten so bad, I wasn't even answering the phone... I've wanted to just ring them myself and tell them, but was worried about pissing Dave off completely....

I don't know if taking Luey was such a good idea, but Dave has done that because the alternative is to leave me at home with four kids... The irony of course, is that all this not telling his parents about new babies started in the wake of MIL's reaction to us announcing Luey's pregnancy.

Wish us luck...

Comments

katef said…
ooooh I am waiting with baited breath to find out how it went... partly I am in awe of Dave not fessing up and think it's a tiny bit ace, but then another part of me worries about it all... fingers and toes crossed for you, but really, how could someone not love your wee gorgeous little man!!??
Pagan Rach said…
Oh wow, I'd forgotten they didn't know yet... good luck Dave! Interested to hear how they reacted...
Sif said…
Well, when he came home, he said it went well. He got there, sat them down and said, "You have a new grandson, he was born a week ago, and there was just never a good time to tell you what with X, Y and Z going on"...

Apparently, he didn't sense any pissed off vibes... MIL sent him home with the frying pan she'd been promising us for a while, and some of her panadol oesteo that we can't source at our local chemists, so that seemed to be very "relaxed" of her...

But I don't know. The phone just rang, and I picked up and it was MIL, ringing to tell us that Dave had left his bag behind. She started the conversation with me by saying, "You've been keeping a lot of secrets, haven't you?"

I just said, "Yes," and then waited...

So she told me about the bag, and then asked if all the boys were asleep, and I played the "small talk game" for a few minutes, but it was very stilted, and she wanted to ask more questions, I'm sure.

I have a feeling I'm going to be the culprit here. Which kind of sucks. And it won't be because Dave has made me out to be the person who instigated the secret, just because it's easier for them to think it's me, rather than their son...

Oh well, what can I do?

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