This is probably one of the most emotional, meaningful, amazing blog posts I will ever write and I’m so happy and lucky to share with the world that we are expecting a sweet baby girl.
Truth is, I wasn’t one of those people who was sure I’d have kids. I have had the same feelings about it pretty much since I was a kid – if it happened, it happened. I always believed that if it was meant to be it would happen and it would be what I wanted at that time and if it wasn’t, then that would be what I wanted at that time. Plus, I make a really great Auntie; and I have been Auntie (or honorary Auntie) for a very long time – 18 years to be exact. So, I was pretty comfortable where I was at.
A couple of years ago, Clint and I started talking about whether or not it was something that we wanted both individually and of course together. Neither of us were sure if we were 100% ready for kids at that time, but we were sure that we were open to it and wanted to talk about it. So for a couple of months that’s exactly what we did. We talked about reasons why we should have kids, reasons why maybe we weren’t ready yet, what kind of parents we wanted to be, what we were afraid of and much much more.
After a few months of talking it over we decided that we would let the universe decide. I know it sounds kind of ridiculous, but it’s what felt right at the time.
What seemed like an eternity later, we found out we were pregnant!!!
I don’t know why I took a pregnancy test that day, I didn’t feel especially pregnant. In fact in months previous I was sure I was pregnant a couple of times and I wasn’t. But something that day told me to take a test and I’ve spent more money on worse – so I went ahead. I took the test on June 13th, 2017 and it was positive before I even finished peeing on it. I couldn’t believe it. I think I paced back and forth for a few minutes with tears in my eyes (happy of course), before I burst out laughing (I tend to do that at very inopportune moments). After about an hour of sitting there in disbelief, I took another test and it was positive too!
I wanted to find a cute way to tell Clint, and as I decided to go for a drive to see what I could find – he walked in the door. For the record Clint never comes home in the middle of the day, like never; so it was a little awkward having to pretend like everything was normal and I didn’t get the best news ever. Thank goodness he ran in and ran out.
After he left I drove to a few places to find a cute little onesie to announce the arrival of our baby. I also bought two more pregnancy tests, I know a little nuts – but I still couldn’t believe it was true. So I came home and took the other two pregnancy tests and lo and behold, they were positive too! Ok I’m lying, I actually took one in the Walmart bathroom – don’t judge. I couldn’t wait, I’m super impatient at times.
So, I set up the onesie with the four pregnancy tests in the bathroom on the counter in the hopes that Clint would see it pretty soon after he got home. I didn’t know where else to put it; see I needed it to be somewhere he would see without me because if he saw me first he would have known something was up.
A few minutes after he got home he came running out of the bathroom (probably with his pants still undone) and yelled are you fucking serious? You’re pregnant? I smiled or laughed (I don’t quite remember now) and said yes. He jumped on the couch where I was sitting with tears in his eyes and hugged me so hard for like 5 minutes straight.
So there we were, about 4 weeks into our new little adventure. Our little one was the size of a tomato seed?!? WHAT!!! A tomato seed?!? That didn’t even seem real, it was just so teeny tiny.
Fast forward 4 months and we are now 20 weeks pregnant with our baby girl. The last 16 weeks have been pretty amazing; so many things have happened and changed and we are grateful for all of it.
Till the next post…