around July 7, 2013
As newlyweds Farmer J and I were considering starting a family soon. I had been using an ovulation calendar app for quite a while to keep us from getting pregnant. But as the newlywed dust has settled we thought it may be the time to add another person to the mix. We decided to try once and if the app was misleading, look into more vigorous NFP. My best friend had just gotten engaged, but without a wedding date in mind we thought we'd try once and just once.
Farmer J thought we wouldn't succeed on the first try. I thought we would, his dad has 17 grandchildren they are a fertile bunch. So we tried. ONCE. The next month I was late, so I thought I definitely was. I would ask "don't you think I'm pregnant?" and he would say "no", so I went with it. I didn't feel pregnant anyways. Maybe I was late because we had tried on the right day and my body was just figuring it out...."hmm, what to do with this thing floating around in here."
Turns out we are pregnant!
I'm not sure if I want to say "we're expecting" or "we're pregnant" or "I'm pregnant and it's all his fault".
Finding out you are pregnant is kind of like proposing. It's this cool moment you get to share with your husband forever and you can cherish his reaction for the rest of your lives. Well, that would be the case if my husband wasn't so nosey!
Friday after work he bought a test at the local Dollar General. The lady behind the counter offered the $1 pregnancy test, but he told her he'd hear it if he came home with the $1 test, so he got the more expensive one. This test said to test in the morning and not to test after drinking a lot of liquid. I had just drank a glass of tea and it was pushing 10 pm but I still took it anyways. It came back negative. When we looked closer, the control line on the test didn't show up...you know how scientists need a controlled data set. Well this dollar store product didn't have one. It was a dud :( We went to bed, went to a wedding that Saturday and bought three tests at good ole' Walmart for Sunday morning. I woke up early Sunday and went to the restroom and almost forgot to take the test! My Kegel exercises came in handy as I hurriedly unwrapped the test and wizzed away. (TMI? sorry) It came back positive. I wanted to crawl back into bed and dream up the many ways I could tell my husband, but when I got out of the bathroom he was already out of bed.
"Well, are you pregnant? I heard you take the test."
"I'm not telling you"
"Why won't you tell me"
"Your birthday is in three days, you can wait until then"
"So you are pregnant?"
"Maybe, or maybe your birthday present is that you were actually right for once."
"I doubt that, you're pregnant, just tell me!"
I didn't tell him. I really wanted to surprise him and have it on camera and everything. I'm stubborn.
He is just as stubborn because for the rest of the day he wouldn't let up about it! He kept testing me "well, let's go get a drink! Or can you not drink because you are pregnant??" and "what do you want for dinner, any special cravings??"
Finally we were in mass at 5pm on Sunday and the choir was singing "Hail Mary Gentle Woman" and I just felt it would be good to tell him at mass surrounded by God and his angels. So at the Sign of Peace I whispered in his ear "I'm pregnant".
His response: "I knew it!"
And let me tell you he turned into the most caring and even more protective man from that moment on. He keeps touching my stomach, sorry dear that's just fat. He keeps asking how I feel. I dunno, this being pregnant thing may be a good thing for us.
I just DREAD the weight I will gain over the next nine months. We have vowed to walk the dogs EVERY night to keep from getting lazy and being unhealthy.
I was able to surprise him with donuts and a onesie on his birthday morning.
"Rad like Dad"
It was as gender neutral as I could find..
Labels: baby, love story, married life, positive, pregnancy