As a woman about to say “I have exciting news”, I’m filled with flutters in my stomach. I’m excited to tell you my news.
After all, sharing exciting news with other people is exciting – it means that we’re sharing our journey with other people and taking them with us. I want to tell people about the big moments in my life and there’s plenty of room to share it with everyone.
But for goodness sake. Can we just agree already that ‘exciting news’ doesn’t always have to be about being pregnant?
I for one – am not pregnant.
There, I’ve said it.
I’ll even down a bubbly glass of Prosecco if it will put your mind at ease.
My exciting news is not pregnancy related. No. I’m getting a new kitchen. To me, that’s exciting (and flipping expensive). That’s exciting news right?
But let’s be honest… There may have been a tiny (or very large) moment there, where you may have assumed – like many others reading those words – that I am pregnant.
Let’s agree to stop deflating exciting news
When leading with ‘exciting news’, I have the feeling that I’m letting people down when they find out what my news actually is. I see their faces drop.
They’re expecting THE exciting news. All the time.
My actual news just pales in comparison to their vision.
It’s like I’m part of one of those adventure books where you choose the journey… I’ve just told them I have exciting news and they are actively choosing that my news is pregnancy related. Only they’re bitterly disappointed when they flip to page 32 to discover a paragraph of kitchen ramblings. It wasn’t the path they chose for me.
The cold truth is, I don’t share my adventure book, or let others dictate my path. So instead, I feel as though every exciting news announcement is a judgement on what page I should have flicked to instead.
Being 30 and having a near 3 year old, it’s assumed that my only exciting news should be THE exciting news of a new baby. Even for people with two, three or more kids. Every time we hear the words “exciting news”, we pop an imaginary baby in their womb.
It’s speculative, presumptuous and more long derogatory words than I can waggle a stick at. You know it, I know it, even my cats know it. But it still happens. People can’t help but to jump to conclusions – to try and finish a story that isn’t theirs instead of just enjoying the story.
But it also really steals the thunder of actual news. And you know what? I want my news back. I want to reclaim my exciting news and the reaction that it should have.
My womb is not for rent for a presumptuous ‘exciting news’ delivery.
So I for one, would like to reclaim ‘exciting news’ to come back to meaning what it really is.
That I can have ANY type of exciting news. That any woman has the right to not have their exciting news deflated because of a wrongful assumption.
I hope you’ll join me in being excited about my new kitchen 😉.