This time to my own mother (which I haven't done since I was a teenager! BTW, don't tell the baby, as far as he/she knows, kids NEVER lie =) ). I called her this morning and let her know that we have an extra gift for my Dad for his retirement that he needs to unwrap tonight. She asked me "What is it, can you tell me?" Gee, thanks Mom! If I told her no, then she would have gotten suspicious, so I told her it was something from Things Remembered...
I feel kind of bad about the lie, but I'm sure they will forgive me once they find out they will be grandparents again! The gift we are giving my dad (and really my mom too), is a box filled with Baby Ruth miniature candy bars and a card that reads "There is something even sweeter than miniature candy arriving this October." I'm thinking about filming it to see how long it takes them to put the pieces together!
We also plan on telling Keenan's parents the same way on Monday at lunch. It's going to be a very exciting week, especially since we leave for New Orleans on Tuesday! Which reminds me, I have to go finish packing!
5 weeks.3 days
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Four Positive Tests!
Okay, so it hasn't really sunk in yet, but the three pregnancy tests I took yesterday and the one this morning, are telling me that Keenan and I are going to finally be parents!!!
So let me rewind a bit and give you a little history lesson:
In 2002, Guy and Girl meet in a business class at UofO (Go Ducks!). Guy has a strategy to sit by a pretty Girl when it comes time to pick group projects, and fortunately his plan worked as Girl asked him to be in her group. Girl also had to ask Guy on the first date, and soon after, Guy and Girl fell in love. Since that first year together, there was an adoption of Cat 1 (Nya), a wedding (finally!), a first house in a small town, the adoption of Cat 2 (Auzten, Cat 1's half brother), a second house in a new state, new friends, new business, and now, a new baby!
Keenan and I have been trying for 9 months to get pregnant, a process that has been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. Once we made the decision to build our family, the first few months were an excitement of possibilities and planning. When the months pass by without positive news, there were brief times of a downward spiral of thoughts, such as "What's wrong with me" and of course, the many "why's". The past few months though, it seems like I found an inner peace with the attitude that "It will happen someday and when it does, time will fly by", and so I had been enjoying the last leg of that roller coaster. In fact, I have enjoyed it so much that I'm embarking on a new rollercoaster, one that is sure to leave me nauseous (at least for the next few months) and breathless.
I didn't really "feel" pregnant, but to humor myself, I took a pregnancy test I bought at the Dollar Tree the day before (in this economy, I wasn't wasting another expensive test on a negative result). Not even a minute later, there were two purple lines! Yes, I was getting a little giddy, but I wasn't about to trust the results of the test I bought for a dollar, so I unwrapped the $8 digital stick and took another test. This time, the readout said "Pregnant." Now it was time to celebrate and I made plans to tell the Daddy!
I lied to my husband for the first time in our marriage and told him we were meeting some friends at a restaurant, and he was to join us when he got off work. I got there early and gave the waiter a baby bottle that read "Congrats Daddy" and told him to fill it with the drink that Keenan requested. Keenan got there, and I told him our friends were going to be late (another lie, since they were never coming in the first place), and that they said to go ahead and order drinks. Keenan ordered a beer, and when the waitor brought it out in a baby bottle, Keenan stared at it with a puzzled smile, but instead of piecing together the clues, he thought the waiter was just playing a joke. I don't think he truly got the meaning behind it until the waiter came to congratulate him, and when it did dawn on him, he smiled and came to give me a big hug!
On the way home, we stopped at Freddie's to buy yet another pregnancy test and also to check out the clearance racks of baby clothes! Since our little munchkin will be here late October, early November, we'll have a baby for Christmas! Still boggles my mind!
We're still undecided about whether to tell family before the first ultrasound, but we have decided to start this blog as a way to help our family and friends be a part of this pregnancy. We will make sure to update it regularly and will also love to hear comments!
( "The Belly", at 4.5 weeks. I'd like to claim that little pouch is the baby, but let's face it, my metabolism has not really been working in my favor these last few years as it used to...)
Here's to a happy and healthy nine months! Stick, baby, stick!
So let me rewind a bit and give you a little history lesson:
In 2002, Guy and Girl meet in a business class at UofO (Go Ducks!). Guy has a strategy to sit by a pretty Girl when it comes time to pick group projects, and fortunately his plan worked as Girl asked him to be in her group. Girl also had to ask Guy on the first date, and soon after, Guy and Girl fell in love. Since that first year together, there was an adoption of Cat 1 (Nya), a wedding (finally!), a first house in a small town, the adoption of Cat 2 (Auzten, Cat 1's half brother), a second house in a new state, new friends, new business, and now, a new baby!
Keenan and I have been trying for 9 months to get pregnant, a process that has been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. Once we made the decision to build our family, the first few months were an excitement of possibilities and planning. When the months pass by without positive news, there were brief times of a downward spiral of thoughts, such as "What's wrong with me" and of course, the many "why's". The past few months though, it seems like I found an inner peace with the attitude that "It will happen someday and when it does, time will fly by", and so I had been enjoying the last leg of that roller coaster. In fact, I have enjoyed it so much that I'm embarking on a new rollercoaster, one that is sure to leave me nauseous (at least for the next few months) and breathless.
I didn't really "feel" pregnant, but to humor myself, I took a pregnancy test I bought at the Dollar Tree the day before (in this economy, I wasn't wasting another expensive test on a negative result). Not even a minute later, there were two purple lines! Yes, I was getting a little giddy, but I wasn't about to trust the results of the test I bought for a dollar, so I unwrapped the $8 digital stick and took another test. This time, the readout said "Pregnant." Now it was time to celebrate and I made plans to tell the Daddy!
I lied to my husband for the first time in our marriage and told him we were meeting some friends at a restaurant, and he was to join us when he got off work. I got there early and gave the waiter a baby bottle that read "Congrats Daddy" and told him to fill it with the drink that Keenan requested. Keenan got there, and I told him our friends were going to be late (another lie, since they were never coming in the first place), and that they said to go ahead and order drinks. Keenan ordered a beer, and when the waitor brought it out in a baby bottle, Keenan stared at it with a puzzled smile, but instead of piecing together the clues, he thought the waiter was just playing a joke. I don't think he truly got the meaning behind it until the waiter came to congratulate him, and when it did dawn on him, he smiled and came to give me a big hug!
On the way home, we stopped at Freddie's to buy yet another pregnancy test and also to check out the clearance racks of baby clothes! Since our little munchkin will be here late October, early November, we'll have a baby for Christmas! Still boggles my mind!
We're still undecided about whether to tell family before the first ultrasound, but we have decided to start this blog as a way to help our family and friends be a part of this pregnancy. We will make sure to update it regularly and will also love to hear comments!
( "The Belly", at 4.5 weeks. I'd like to claim that little pouch is the baby, but let's face it, my metabolism has not really been working in my favor these last few years as it used to...)Here's to a happy and healthy nine months! Stick, baby, stick!
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