Last night my husband finally forced me to tell my mom. I did not want to. I was afraid to, really. I felt like I was going to get in trouble or something bad was going to happen. A little back story... In the fall of 2008, when we decided that we wanted to start TTC, I told my mom and we got into a H U G E fight. She said the meanest, most heartless things to me like "You are too selfish to have a kid" and "Kids ruin your life". Cool, thanks mom. I never really forgave her for that and I was convinced that she has a voodoo doll of me and she was aiming for my ovaries.
Anyways, she sounded somewhat happy about it. It was more like a happy because she knew we really wanted this kind of happy, but happy nonetheless. Whatever. I can't please everyone.
But after I told my mom, I sent a picture of my pregnancy test to my cousin who immediately called me back and was SO HAPPY for me. It was nice. At least someone in my family truly cares. Ha.