must...tell...parents...soon!!

it's killing me that i still haven't been able to tell my parents that we're having a kiddo. the closer we get to the day (we're flying up to NY next weekend just to tell them, though it's under the guise of a passover / pre-hectic-graduation weekend visit), the more i catch myself nearly slipping and giving it away on the phone. i've unwittingly nearly told them about it about 4 times this week. such a conversation goes something like this:

Dad: "so how's you're day going?"
Me: "ok. it's been hectic what w/ getting my portfolio ready and school and such."
Dad: "yeah, you sound kind of tired."
Me: "yeah, i was up early today. [mental catch at this point, as i nearly said 'yeah, i was up early today - we got to see an ultrasound!')

or today's conversation, for instance:
Dad: "can't wait to see you guys next weekend!"
Me: "yeah, it's going to be a great weekend!"
Dad: "too short, but sweet."
Me: "sweet indeed." [mental catch - 'yeah, telling you guys about the baby is gonna be exciting!]

beyond that, we're getting close to the trimester mark, which has been our set date for telling the wider world about Chicklet and releasing this blog upon the interwebs. the trimester mark is kind of meaningless now, though, since we've already had an ultrasound and counted the heartbeats (a healthy 167/minute at the time). once that type of information is known, and the trimester mark is close by, the statistical risk of miscarriage goes way down. so there's really nothing holding us back now from spreading the joyous news aside from my parents and sister not knowing, and dang how it's frustrating!