It's a small world . . .

. . . particularly when you used to work with your husband.  Crap.

Years ago my husband and I actually met at work.  It was a fun group of people on that job, and we were all a pretty tight knit group of coworkers, some of whom we are still very good friends with to this day - even though most of us (my husband and I included) haven't worked together in years.

In fact, my husband still plays volleyball once a week with a bunch of the guys from that job.  And he told them all last night that we are pregnant.  Which is fine.  We don't have some marital pact that he won't tell anyone until I'm ready.  BUT . . . because of how close many of us still are (and some even still work together), I immediately realized that at least 3 of MY friends are now likely going to hear the news from someone other than me.  And not in a gossipy, "OMG, did you hear?" sort of way.  Just because I'm sure these guys assume that if my husband is telling that it's not a secret and that I'm telling too . . . 

And yet, I still don't want to make the phone calls or send the emails.  :(