Sunday, January 04, 2009

Not the way I thought it would be

My husband and I had been discussing having a family for quite some time and we actually started actively pursing that about three months before conceiving. After all the many years of being told how you can get pregnant just by looking at a a was pretty surprising to find out that really you have one, maybe two, days in your cycle when you can get pregnant, and not only that, but it is impossible to actually tell when exactly those two days are.

Needless to say, I was pretty anxious to take the test each month to see if we had educatedly-guessed correctly.

I am here to tell you ... DON'T DO THAT!!

We were actually out furniture shopping when it dawned on me that we were within the 'up to 5 days prior' period when one can break out the stick and start peeing on it. I, excitedly, told my husband that I thought I might be pregnant and he seemed excited. But I failed to mention that I had every intent in the world of taking the test as soon as we walked through the door.

We got home and I headed straight upstairs and my husband headed straight to the couch to watch the Giants game he had taped while we were out.

Having peed on the stick successfully, I waited my three minutes and anxiously peered into the bathroom to see the results. We had one very pink line and one very, very, very faint pink line. Of course, the box doesn't tell you what THAT I ran downstairs and excitedly told the husband about the results and asked him what he thought that meant. To which he said, "I don't know. Why don't we just wait and see."

I pretty much deflated on the spot. Not that my husband SHOULD have acted like my closest girlfriends who all would have discussed the matter with me ad nauseum until one of us decided to Google it. But was clearly not the reaction I had expected.

So I tossed the stick into the trash rather angrily and mildly-stomped my way upstairs where I DID get the idea to Google my results and found plenty of websites that could confirm that ANY pink line meant I was preggers. So I printed out my research and headed back downstairs.

But halfway down the stairs I started to think that maybe this wasn't the way my husband wanted to be told the news either. Maybe I should have made him a card with a baby picture in it and surprised him, or something. But by the time I realized that perhaps I should wait and come up with the perfect way of telling him, I was already halfway to the living room and he asked, "What's up?"

To which I replied by spewing out every thought that had been in my head for the past 15 minutes until he stood up and grabbed me by the shoulders and said, "shhhhhhhhhhh. Take a breath...a deeeeep breath". And then he gave me a big hug and told me how excited he was.

Now that I think about it, the football game was on commercial at that point :)

So there you go...the ultra non-exciting story of how we found out we were preggers.

Other points to add are that the next night, just to be sure, I bought one of those fancy electronic tests and peed on it and it was conclusive within 3 seconds that we were having a baby. And then the next night he brought me a beautiful bouquet of flowers from favorite flower shop in Boston.


  1. Even though we are not thinking about children for many years (the whole long distance marriage thing), I think when we finally do decide to start trying, if I am able to get pregnant, I'd probably keep the news to myself for a few days. Selfish, probably. But knowing how many women in my family have had so many miscarriages, I really do not want to share my news with anyone other than my husband for the first 4 or so months, and I KNOW my husband would promise me he wouldn't tell anyone, and then go and tell his mother in secret. And she is a huge blabbermouth, so within 1 hour of telling my husband, his entire family would know. And I'd just like a couple of weeks to keep the news to myself, before his whole family knows the news...

  2. Hmmm...that seems to be the opposite of us. I wanted to shout it out to the world, regardless of the stillbirth that still haunts us all. But my husband wanted to keep it a secret until the kid was in college :). In the end, I told my mom and my sister because God forbid, if anything had happened, I would have needed their support. But for everyone else, we waited until just before Christmas...after our 12 week ultrasound.

  3. Congrats! Other pieces of you, indeed! :->

    As for "not the way I thought it would be," youse ain't seen nuthin' yet! Hang in there, kiddos, and enjoy the ride!

  4. That was too hilarious but OH so real! 'The football game was on commercial' indeed. When my time comes (oh please, let it come! well, soon-ish, anyway), I will probably have to wait for a non-shooting pause in the Xbox game o' the moment. :)

    So happy for youuuu!

  5. The funny thing is that we aren't really 'that' couple where the husband just watches football and grunts and the wife sighs desperate for his attention. It just happened that we were that couple for that moment.

  6. Congrats! No matter how you find out, that's exciting news.