We've started telling people about the pregnancy, and also about this blog (hi, guys!). So far everyone has reacted just about the way we thought they would. My mom was particularly entertaining, hehe.
And yesterday I committed the first truly stupid act of my pregnancy. Imagine this scenario: The rabbit cage is sitting in the kitchen doorway. Rabbit is having some play time in the kitchen. I am in the kitchen emptying the rabbit's litter box. But oops! I have left the bag of litter in the living room! Conveniently, we have a pass-through between the kitchen and the living room that's just about chest-height on me. So rather than climb over the rabbit cage and walk around to get it, I do what I have done a million times before - I hoist myself up onto the ledge of the pass-through and balance on my tummy while reaching down for the litter bag. It occurs to me about halfway through this maneuver that this is probably not the smartest thing I could be doing right now.
So ever since then I've been worried that I might have harmed the baby. I don't really think I did - there's all kinds of padding and protection in there, and I still feel pregnant - but I can't quite shake it. And today I realized that this is just the beginning - I am going to be worrying about this child for the rest of my life. And I am happier about that than I can possibly tell you.