So the news that we have to announce is that Jen is pregnant. We aren’t entirely sure exactly how far along as it happened within a couple of months of her coming off of the pill (she’s been told off for that by her doctor). We think it happened sometime around the end of September and we suspected it might be the case in October but found out for sure at the start of November.
I’ll admit that I was a little jealous of her – even though we were specifically doing things in a way to try to equalise the chances of either (or both) of us conceiving, I had always assumed that it would be me. I know that sounds stupid, but other people (even Jen) seemed to make this assumption too. Fortunately I’m over the stupid jealousy stage now and I think it is actually for the best that Jen has our first child (the aim is that I will have our second one at some point in the future) as I think there would have been a real danger of her feeling left out if it had been Mike and I having a baby.
Even though they knew that we were trying for a baby, Jen’s parents were a bit ambivalent when they first received the news that Mike had gotten her pregnant. They seemed to have accepted that the three of us are an item, but they (and her dad especially), now had to come to terms with the fact that a guy had been fucking his little girl. Over the past few months they have accepted it a lot more and seem happier about the fact that they will be grandparents, even (apparently) agreeing that having a child will help to cement Jen as a part of the relationship. (Note: This wasn’t in doubt for the three of us.)
My Mum was disappointed at first that she wasn’t going to have a grandchild (as was Sue that she wouldn’t be an aunt), but we have convinced them that even though this baby isn’t inside me, we (Mike, Jen and I) consider it to be ‘our’ baby and not just Mike and Jen’s. Our life has already changed a bit (which I will document some details of in upcoming posts) and we obviously expect it to do so significantly more once the baby arrives.