I had an annual check up today, and I was delighted to learn that my doctor just had a baby, and was just returning to work! She had photos on her laptop. I congratulated her, and asked the baby's name. She told me, Charles, because it was after her late grandfather and her husband's father. "Oh, you're married, now! How wonderful!" She replied, "We didn't have a wedding. We just signed papers at the courthouse. No big deal." I said, "Of course it's a big deal, and, yes, your courthouse paper signing was a wedding. Congratulations on both your baby and your marriage!" She looked surprised. She said, "Some people don't accept that. That is very nice of you."
Later, when I was having blood drawn (groan!), I chatted to the nurse, and said, "How lovely that Dr. Jones is married." The nurse said, "Oh, she isn't married." "Really! She told me that it was a lovely courthouse wedding." I think I just blew the good doctor's cover!
No PPD is planned.