when I blind-sided him with the news.
Keep in mind.
There was no trying for a baby involved.
The opposite actually.
But sometimes you just have a little too much Sweet Tea Vodka, okay?
I woke up on December 29th.
Nothing unusual.
Except for the fact that I had an odd "feeling" that I was pregnant.
(Really, it was mostly because everyone and their sister seemed to be getting pregnant,
and I freaked out a little.)
I ran out to Target.
Grabbed a pregnancy test.
Boom.
Positive.
No reaction on my part because I simply didn't believe it.
I mean, the blue line was blurry.
Clearly it was a manufacturer's error.
Drank a glass of water.
Peed again.
Boom.
Another positive.
Began to sweat a little.
Ran out to Walgreens.
Grabbed the most expensive test I could find.
$35.00 later,
and the word PREGNANT is staring back at me.
In big.bold.black.letters.
I can't even remember the feelings I had.
Don't think I really had any.
Just total shock.
And disbelief.
So.
I called my doctor.
Spoke with a nurse.
Yammered on and on about how I thought I might be pregnant.
Told her about my 3 tests.
She said, "Honey, you're definitely pregnant".
I said, "Well, I'm on Christmas break and can come in right now for you to double-check".
She laughed and said that was unnecessary.
2 minutes later,
she's congratulating me and giving me a due date.
This was all going too fast for me.
Then, my next move was the most logical one I could think of.
I made my second phone call.
I rang The Bride Room, a local Nashville Tennessee bridal boutique, where I ordered a bridesmaid dress for my best friend's wedding just 10 days before.
I wanted to make sure they knew I probably wouldn't fit into my dress in April.
Clearly, that's what everyone does when they find out they're pregnant.
And I was obviously thinking rationally.
Then, I waited.
And waited.
For 6 hours until my husband got home.
Hubby finally gets home.
He walks in.
Sits on the couch.
And we talk about our days.
Per usual.
I then blurt out, "Your last Christmas present came today."
He gets a cute look on his face...excited I got him something else.
Little did he know...
So, he opens up his little Christmas box.
And he just stares.
Silently.
For about a minute.
He looks up at me completely confused.
My darn pregnancy test had gone blank in the last hour.
So, I softly say, "I'm pregnant".
His face turns white as a ghost.
More silence.
Followed by a lot of sentence fragments and mumbles.
"I'm so con..."
"Wait, what?"
"I don't under..."
"HOLY."
So, I finally chime in.
I ask, "Are you mad?"
My shocked hubs jumps up and says of course not and gave me a giant hug and kiss.
Then he went back to silently staring for awhile.
It didn't really hit us until the next morning.
Just needed a day to sort through our total shock.
It didn't take long for us to completely and utterly fall in love with our little bean!
A reenactment of the sequence of events.
As told by a 10 second camera self-timer.
