Tuesday, July 16, 2013

The Morning Chaos Ensued

First of all, thank you all for your wonderful encouraging words yesterday- we appreciate it very much and love our little internet family!

My mornings are pretty routine. Especially around my "time". Wake up, take a pregnancy test, go smoke a cigarette, come inside, check pregnancy test, shower, get ready for work.

(Yes, I said smoke a cigarette, if you judge me or send me hate comments you don't get to be a part of this party- I made the conscious decision not to quit until we found out we were pregnant because I wanted my life to feel normal among all the disappointment. And yes, that's how used to a negative test I was.)

Well, one morning in my zombie state I went a took a test, went outside to smoke and take the dogs out and came back in. I hobbled back into the bathroom to get in the shower- I was so used to negative tests that I seriously almost didn't check the test. I had to remind myself to go back to look at it.

I popped out of the shower, leaned over to the cabinet, looked at it, got back into the shower, and immediately flung out of the shower and grabbed it.

"What?! WHAT?! TODAY?! WHAT?!...Is it a mistake because of the humidity of the shower? Or did I wait too long to look at it or something?" 



So, I did what any rational adult does- I chugged a bunch of water, peed on another test and when it came back with a faint second line almost instantly I fell back onto the toilet and immediately called my mom.


4 times.

Seriously- if I call your ass at 6 in the morning there's a fucking reason.

I actually ended up having to call my brother's cell phone, waking him up, and then spending 5 minutes convincing him that I actually did want him to wake mom up THIS INSTANT.

Once I finally got a hold of her I went into a very long rant that ended with, "but mom, it has two lines but one is super super faint- what does a faint line mean? No where in this damn book does it tell me what a faint line means"

And she calmly and mostly asleep responded with, "Baby, a line is a line. You're pregnant"

That's when I started sobbing like an idiot.

Oh, and of course it's just my luck that I did this on a whim on a Wednesday and Nate was at work and I wouldn't be able to get a hold of him until his lunch break.

Once I regained my composure I called in sick to work- I was so shaken I don't think I could have driven a car without crashing it.

Then I sat around like an idiot staring at it until 8 when I didn't feel like it was too early for me to tell Brenna.

I NEEDED TO TELL SOMEONE.

So I called her. Twice. Seriously people- pick up your phones. And when she finally answered I told her she needed to come to my house RIGHT THIS MINUTE.

And her, in all her brattyness, responded with, "I'm not getting out of bed unless it's an emergency"

And I yell, "IT'S AN EMERGENCY GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE"

After crying and freaking out with Brenna we had the, "oh my god, how do we tell Nate?" moment.

Then, like the best friend she is, we drove all over Lansing (she did- I still couldn't operate a vehicle) gathering stuff to surprise  Nate with when he got home.

This is what we came up with:


And yes, that totally is a plushie Wookie and Death Star and a onesie that says, "I think my Dad is Batman"

I paced like a madwoman waiting for Nate to get home which- totally unsuspicious- I actually waited out on the porch for him to get out of the car. I told him I needed to show him something.

He had just gotten off of work and was irritable and really just wanted to take a shower- but I asked him to humor me.

Then, we went inside, I took off the blindfold, he stared at everything for a few moments and said, "Wait- are you pregnant?"

I said, "Uh-huh!"

Then we screamed, we cried, we danced and had the most wonderful evening daydreaming and planning and talking in circles.

We are so excited for this baby. Wookie is our little gem and we can not wait to meet him/her in February! 

**P:S- We both quit smoking that day cold turkey. :)

*** The plushies and books are from Barnes and Noble and the onesie is from TJ Maxx

11 comments:

  1. It's too early in the morning for me to be cryin'. But you got me going.......wiping the tears away!! Sending you lots of hugs!!

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  2. This is so frickin awesome!!!!! A day you will remember forever! And that onesie is so perfect for you guys. How have you been feeling?

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  3. Goosebumps! So amazing- and I love the surprise for your husband, what a great way to put him in a better mood

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  4. REALLY happy I kept this hidden in another tab until my conference call was over, because I just sobbed like a child!!

    Great story!! Now - print out this post, and the last one, and put them in a baby book before you forget!!! :-)

    So glad you quit smoking - best thing you could ever do for your new growing family.

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  5. Aww how exciting!!! And good for y'all on quitting smoking. Congrats!!!!

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  6. That's so awesome! If it makes you feel better when I was pregnant with Ramona I ate sushi and drank wine right before I took the test. I was barely late, and I just assumed it wouldn't matter. She turned out alright! :) So happy for you guys!

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  7. Yayyyyyyy!! Congrats! Seriously so happy for you! Good luck with the smoking...I quit 7.5 years ago and it's so easy once you get over the first bit 9plus you have an awesome reason to quit!!)

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  8. YAY!!!! Congrats, girl!!! LOVE the Star Wars stuff! Found a stuffed AT-AT the other day actually! :)

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  9. How cute!! Congratulations.

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