We’re having a baby.
I’m really the most public private person I know. I share a lot of my life on the internet, and tell perfect strangers I meet just about anything about myself with an open heart. At the same time I hate that I overshare.
Thank you all for your comments, emails, phone calls, & tweets. We tried waiting as long as we could to share, but I just couldn’t hold the happiness any longer. We feel so blessed and loved.
Staying true to myself… here it all is…
PhillyBoy and I talked about wanting kids early on. After only 3 or so months of dating we had a serious talk one night about where we would live if we got married, and it was understood that because of his career I would move to Philadelphia. In that same conversation we talked about babies. I always said I wanted a big family, and he felt the same. I was thrilled.
We got married and enjoyed our new family as just the two of us (…plus our laptops ha!). After only 6 months of marriage I started feeling that indescribable pull to want to become a mother and have a child with the man I love so much. We still decided to wait since we had just started living in the same city 6 months prior. A few months later the topic came up again, and we decided we might be ready to officially grow our family.
If you know anything about me, you know I’m a planner. I started researching and reading online, and I pretty much learned everything you need to know about TTC (please email me any questions!!). We got pregnant easily last summer, but sadly lost that pregnancy early on. The doctor asked us to wait three months after that to allow my body to heal, so we did.
It was the longest three months of my life.
Luckily and blessedly, after those three months we got pregnant again right away. After church one Sunday I just had this nagging feeling that I had to be pregnant, so I took a test. Even though they say to wait until morning. Even though it was too early to test.
It was positive.
I started shaking and smiling and for a brief second thought about waiting to tell PB until I thought of some genius way to share.
I couldn’t wait one minute.
I ran, literally ran, into my office to pack up the cutest baby penguin accessories for him to open. They were the only item I had ever purchased for a baby, but they were too cute not to buy. Then, smiling like a lunatic, I hurried over to him as he was working on the couch…
Me: “So, uh, PhillyBoy….” (insert crazy grin/giggle/crazy eyes)
Him: “Yes? I’m working.” (insert eye roll/why are you bothering me while I’m clearly working eyes)
Me: “I HAVE ONE MORE CHRISTMAS GIFT FOR YOU TO OPEN!!!!!!!!!!” (said in the half-shout way he hates)
Him: “Oh, ok!”
…insert a pause way too long while he opens the box as I practically burst with happiness…
Him: “Wait, what is this? Nooooooo. Really? How do you know????”
Me: “BECAUSE I TOOK 3 TESTS JUST NOW!” (actually screaming, no shrieking now)
Him: “Oh my God! I’m so happy! This is awesome!”
Me: ….singing a made up we’re pregnant song at the top of my lungs…
Him: “OK sweetie, just relax.”
Just another typical PhillyBoy/RhodeyGirl conversation.
The first couple of weeks I was a smug pregnant person… I ate my salads and veggies and silently mocked all the women who claimed they couldn’t touch a veggie for the entire first trimester.
Little did I know that would come back to bite me around 8 weeks…..