Update on the email announcement thing...
I finally just told new boss to forget about it the other day. I still think it's kinda weird telling someone that they are suppose to publicly congratulate me and I haven't ever really felt comfortable with it, and it obviously wasn't a priority for him, so scratch that.
New Boss did announce it to the Managers at their monthly meeting. He didn't tell me he was going to do this, nor did he tell me after he did it. Courtesy anyone?
My supervisor tried to make a cute little announcement at our monthly Division meeting the other day by announcing that their would be a new addition to the division staff. And said he didn't care if it was a boy or girls as long as it was fully utilized (which is a joke around here, in case that didn't come off right). But of course, everyone there already knew I was pregnant, so it wasn't much of an announcement (although I though at least one guy would be surprised, but since he'd already heard at the managers' meeting...).
There may be as many as half a dozen people left that don't know now, but I don't really care... they will figure it out.
I haven't really told any of my friends yet, most of them don't live near me and I don't see them or talk to them very often, but I will probably announce to my Bunco group on Monday since we are meeting at the neighborhood winery and it will probably look odd that I won't be drinking.
DH hasn't told any of his local friends yet. He works with several of his friends, so if he tells one, then he tells the other. And he didn't want to tell his work cause they had some trainings coming up and they usually make announcements to everyone in the area during those and DH would rather skip that (DH is a fed employee).
We went out to dinner with a favorite drinking buddy to our favorite brew pub the other day. He asked me if anything was "baking" (he asks something suspicious like that every time we see him). This time I said yes and left it at that. Some other people I didn't really know joined us and this girl kept telling me that I needed to drink and try these beers and become a beer connoisseur. I didn't want to be some kind of jerk and say, "Duh, I'm pregnant, bad idea." (I was wearing a mat top and looked suspiciously round to say the least.) I just bit my tongue and said that I wasn't a drinker and sipped some more water.
Oh well, more fun times are to be had I'm sure. I cannot wait for this belly to look like a real preggo belly and people will just know and not be left wondering 'is she or isn't she?'