I remember the day just like it happened yesterday. I know it sounds cliche but it truly feels like it just happened. I was in the middle of prepping for Jonathan’s big birthday bash at the Rio and I wanted to make sure everything was perfect. We hadn’t really talked about trying or anything baby related since the beginning of that month which felt a little odd. In March I had been feeling a little “off” and went to the lady flower doctor. (OBGYN doesn’t sound as appealing so that’s what I call it…don’t judge me!) They did an exam but for the first time no pregnancy test. I had just had a visit from good ole aunt flow in the first half of the month so they said there was no need for a pregnancy test which would make it probably 10 days or so after her wonderful visit.
Around the end of March I had a few random moments of nausea and then the first week of April I had actually gotten sick heading to work a few times. It takes a lot for me to actually get sick like that but I still brushed it off as a stomach bug or some weird result of something I might’ve eaten. I truly had no suspicion there was anything wrong. After getting home from work, eating dinner, and getting ready for bed on the 17th of April I remember laying in bed and blurting out the most random thought. “Wouldn’t it be crazy if I was pregnant for your birthday?”, I asked. With 4 days to go Jonathan’s response was, “Well if you are you better not wait to tell me!” I assured him I wasn’t and that it would just be crazy coincidence. We talked about other things and finally went to bed.
The next day I had to go to class from 1-5 pm and then again from 6-10 pm like I did every week. In the morning I got up as usual and got ready for the day. I got to my first class and managed to make it through. As soon as we got out I figured I would run across the street to Smith’s to put gas and grab some snacks. On the way there I couldn’t help but think, maybe I should take a test just to make sure before Jonathan’s party. We were planning on drinking after all so better to be safe than sorry. I was pretty confident it was going to be negative like all the other times but the peace of mind was better to have just in case.
As ghetto as it sounds now, I’m still going to be transparent and say that before my second class I decided to just go ahead and take the test I bought. Yes, that means I decided to take the test in my school’s bathroom. I had just finished a large fountain drink from lunch and let’s just say I had the optimal opportunity to take a test. Looking back the whole scenario seems so lame and I never envisioned my experience to be the way that it really was. I sat down, ripped open the box and took the test. I went to set it down for a moment to finish up and when I looked down there it was. Instead of one line and a blank little spot which always meant negative there was a second line. At first I thought I was misreading it…even though right next to that second line there was a reassuring picture diagram stating the obvious. I finally got a POSITIVE RESULT!
I actually let out the words, “WHAT THE F*@#!” in a slightly aggressive whisper. Not that I was upset or disappointed but I really tried processessing whether or not I was dreaming for a good 2 minutes. When I finally collected myself from the shock I was in I grabbed my things, shoved the test in my bag, and went to tell my professor I had a family emergency to tend to. She didn’t mind and excused me from class. I mean I really wasn’t lying, it was a “family” emergency.
Jonathan was at work and I knew I couldn’t wait the 4 hours it would take to see him. I called him at work and explained that I wasn’t feeling well and I needed him to come home immediately. He hesitated for a moment when I requested him to come home and even sounded a little agitated but he told me he would call me back to see what he could do. Meanwhile, I went to Marshall’s just down the way and bought some very key items. A neutral pack of onesies, a birthday card and bag, a baby book, a baby medical kit, and a little home decoration that says family on it. It all happened so fast and before I knew it I was in the car in my way home. He called me back and said he was on his way. Still aggrevated, he said he would see me at home which made me chuckle a little bit because he had no clue still. He ALWAYS knows what I’m up to so this was sort of huge for me.
I beat him home by a hair. We both got out of our cars and I left the bag in mine for a moment. When he walked inside I grabbed it. He was going to shower so I figured I’d give it to him afterwards. He got out after 10 minutes which felt like an eternity. I handed him the bag and told him since I wouldn’t be able to hide it I wanted him to open it early. The card read something mushy and lovey dovey and read from “Us” at the end with a heart. He seemed puzzled for a second but I had some quick response that threw him back off the trail.
I had to record his reaction because I didn’t know what it would be but I had a feeling it would be something that I’d want to be able to look back on and if it was bad I could delete it. He pulled out the medical kit first and seemed confused. As soon as it registered that it was for a baby he said, “Your f@#$ing playing…” and kept repeating it. I tried to assure him I wasn’t and prompted him to keep opening his bag of goodies. He pulled out the remaining components and kept telling me that I better not be messing around. When he saw the test he asked who else knew and I proudly confirmed that he was the first. He smiled for a few moments and then the tears started to come in. He asked me to stop recording and for some time we shared a few very beautiful moments of disbelief and excitement.
After settling down and talking he went from zero to sixty and started to dial my mother-in-law and my brother-in-law requesting the to come over. He faked an upset tone trying to make them believe that they needed to come over because something bad had happened and he needed them. Let’s just say it worked and in the short time it took them to come over we planned to make it seem like we were splitting. Pretty cute huh!? But honestly it was genius because I don’t think any of them saw it coming. We gave them each little notes saying whatever there title would be to our unborn child and the words ” I can’t wait to meet you.” I remember feeling so nervous because their reactions could be really bad especially after Jonathan gave them the most convincing speech I’ve ever heard about a fake scenario of us splitting up and letting them know as a courtesy.
Their reactions were definitely some of the most heart warming as I can recall feeling a lot of love and happiness when they finally realized what was really going on. It was well worth the anxiety I felt waiting for it all to click for them. My brother-in-law FaceTimed my sister-in-law who was at home and showed her the note and the same loving and surprised reaction came through. It was great to know they were all excited. I told my mom, uncle, and grandfather all at once. My mom asked if I was kidding and when I reassured her I was serious she gave me a huge hug. No tears or anything but still a good reaction from all three of them.
Over the next few days we told some friends on the day of Jonathan’s party and our coworkers. All of the reactions were positive. Two of our best friends Nathan and Miranda also had one of the best reactions which I was able to record. Everyone was and has been so supportive since we told them and announced it. Jonathan wanted to wait until the 3 month mark to tell a lot of people which I could understand so we tried to limit who we told at first which was super hard! With our friends and family brought up to speed it was time to start getting ready for the exciting next few months of growing and finding out the gender. I really like to refer to that period as where all the fun really began.
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