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I told no one I was pregnant except very close family and friends... my rule was that if I didn't want to tell people I'd had a miscarriage, they didn't get to know I was pregnant until week 13 (which is a little dramatic, a lot of people use week 10 because risk is pretty low by then too). My husband, on the other hand, was not so great at keeping secrets. And to make matters worse, he's a club dj. With access to a microphone. And lots of places he worked then picked up his bar tab. You do the math on that one. I was flattered that the guy was so excited, but weirded out to go out and see him and be surrounded by all these people congratulating me when no one I worked with knew I was pregnant!
In the meantime, the man thought he might have the flu so he went to the doctor and they weren't too concerned until he said his wife was pregnant... well CALL OUT ALL THE STOPS. My doctor didn't care to see me, but he gets a flu test, bloodwork, a chest x-ray! I hadn't even had bloodwork! As it turned out he had bronchitis. He said, "What if I give this to my wife?" They said, "Well, being pregnant sucks. Having bronchitis sucks. She'll be pretty mad." And that was my medical consultation for the month.
I threw some movies onto the Wikipedia list because you've got to relax and appreciate pregnancy's lighter side. For Keeps is a Molly Ringwald movie from 1988 about high school students who decide to keep their baby. I put it in the "so bad it's good" category.