Sunday, May 31, 2009

The pee and the stick

Day One. May 30, 2009

Ah, the romantic notion of how you'll tell your husband that you're expecting....

"I'm going to wrap up the test in the morning newspaper."

"I'm going to have 'We're having a baby' piped onto his favorite cake."

"I'm going surprise him with a T-shirt that says '#1 Dad.'"

I had the best of intentions for breaking the news to Aaron when that positive result finally showed up in the window. I love to plan, so I had a strategized for several contingencies. If it happened around our anniversary, I was going to buy him a onesie as a gift (because cotton is the tradition for 2nd anniversaries.) Another possibility was to share the news over a romantic, home-cooked meal. But while I had taken into account my love to plan, I had forgotten about the more powerful drive in my repertoire - impatience!

Yesterday morning, after Ringo kitty woke us up for his early morning feeding, I got up to capture that all-important "first morning urine" on a fresh 1-Step. I hadn't even finished washing my hands when the second pink line started to come in and my hands started shaking. A few more seconds, and it was a definite. At that moment, all of my great planning about breaking the news to Aaron went right out the window. How did I break the news to my husband? I bum rushed him out of a deep sleep at 6:15 in the morning and shoved a pee-covered stick in his face.

We were both basically in shock for a few minutes, then I immediately called my sister to share the news. Yes, at 6:15 in the morning. And no, she didn't mind at all!

We're still a little in disbelief, I think. It hasn't really become real yet, but I'm sure it will soon enough....