Megan Ellen

Disappointingly for me, the pregnancy ended just two weeks after breaking the news to my husband.

It happens to a lot of women, I knew it might, but it sucks.

The story of what I eventually did turned out to be really great. But I'm going to hold of telling it until I'm pregnant again.

I was thinking I would also have to come up with something to top it, but that may not take much. We both really want this to work out next time.

A peed-on stick will probably suit us just fine if it's announcing a healthy pregnancy this time.

These suggestions are giving me some good food for thought, thanks everyone so far.

I’m trying hard not to give him the stick, because the guy is the type to hold onto a candy wrapper if he associates it with a special moment and I don’t want him forming an attachment to something I peed on.

@RachelJ – I like the idea of the candy. Over here in Germany there is a lot of baby-themed candy I could re-purpose.

@lindsaybee & @spokeit – the multimedia/picture idea could work for family. We live in Germany and use Flickr + AppleTV + flatscreens to keep in touch with our family on three continents. Using a common flickr stream, the TV becomes a huge digital picture frame. We'd been thinking of putting some racy pics from the internet into the 'family slideshow' as an April Fool's joke, but maaaybe I need to consider hijacking that idea for this big reveal.

I’m still unsure about what to do. The restaurant where we were engaged is closed for Easter, so no dinner and surprise there. And he’s slowly filling our weekend in Munich with dates with friends – and there will be lots of wine. So the first dinner date on Friday night is my deadline.

It might be as simple as a card and a single glass of champagne ordered for pre-dinner drinks in one of the fancier hotels … but if anyone else has some more ideas, please send them along!

Thanks again so far!

Don't leave a note. It can backfire. Find an opportunity to strike up a conversation with the one you think is most approachable and just lay it out honestly. You can’t dictate what they do, but you can make them aware of noise they perhaps don’t realize you can hear. If you do it considerately you have a good chance of them being considerate in return.

One summer in college I lived in the top two floors of a wooden house. One night I woke to moans and the house shaking – mardi gras beads were slapping the wall and my whole bed was moving rhythmically – I thought it was an earthquake until I understood what the woman was screaming.

After this continued for over a week, my roommates and I decided we had to say something. We tried talking to them, but the only time they were home was... um too late for such a conversation. We ended up leaving what we hoped was a friendly note. But this is never the kind of thing that comes across well if you don’t know the person and the fact that they moved out within days was a sign that it didn’t come across as friendly.

Although I could sleep and didn’t have my bed rocking to their rhythm, I still feel bad about how that ended. I mean they were having great sex, that’s a great thing. The architecture of the building and their lack of awareness wasn’t really their fault. My delivery could have been better.

This hotel is on my list for when I get down to Capetown. The Grand Daddy Hotel has an Airstream trailer park on their rooftop, each one decorated in a different theme. If you're looking for something special and memorable, check this out:
http://www.granddaddy.co.za/index.php