Barry and I were trying to find the perfect time to tell our parents. We didn't want to tell one and not the others, so we waited until everyone was within talking range. We had to skype my mum since she lives in Canada and we were in California at the time living with Barry's parents (which isn't bad at all when you have awesome in-laws!)
We skype called my mum. She was at my aunts house for dinner or something. She lives down the street from her so they're always together anyway. Barry and I sat there small talking with her for a little bit. "How are you...how was your day...". I said "Mum...we have to tell you something..." before I could get it out, she just gasped and yelled, "BABY?!" Barry and I just laughed because it was such a predictable reaction from her. While she was saying random stuff out of excitement, I could also hear my Aunt in the background saying a bunch of random stuff out of excitement too. They're Persian, so there's a lot of stuff, that I can't quite translate, being why it's random. She's always wanted to be a Grandma and always said "I can't wait to be a Grandmaaaa..." She cried tears of joy and we said our "I love you's" and said, "goodnite".
My dad lives in Turkey, so I just shot him a quick text. He was so happy and speechless, and went off and told his whole family. He's a very busy guy so this announcement was quite brief. Every so often he'll text me asking how I'm doing and how excited he is to be a Grandfather.
Now to tell Barry's parents... As awesome as they are, we were trying to play out the scenario in our heads. We weren't sure if they were going to freak out or if they were going to be happy. Which made us feel a little anxious about it. We tried to come up with clever ideas on how to bring it up, so we decided to stick a hot dog bun in the oven. You know...a bun in the oven... I said "You're dad is probably going to think we're going to have hot dogs for dinner.." So while his parents were hanging out, we called them into the kitchen. I was so nervous I couldn't even look. Barry told them to open the oven. So they did. They stood there for a few seconds and they said, "what are we looking at?" Barry's dad said, "are we having hot dogs?" (LOL-totally called it on that one). His mother said, "what?" then turned to look at me and I looked at her with probably a very guilty look on my face. I kept looking at Barry and he had this constant giant smile on his face :D Once they figured it out, they said congratulations and we all hugged it out. They were happy for us after all!
By this time I believe I was 6 weeks pregnant. We didn't want to announce it to the world just yet, nor do we want to be one of those annoying facebook couples that post every single detail about their pregnancy and baby to flood everyone's news feed. This isn't the Truman Show! I admit, I do post a lot of puppy pictures...but this is different! We also didn't want to announce it because it was too soon into the pregnancy. Technically you shouldn't announce it to anyone until you're over your 1st trimester due to possible miscarriage and such, but we wanted to tell our parents just because they would be a great support system to have even if things went wrong. Besides, I don't think I'd be able to hide a pregnancy from Barry's mum for a whole trimester with all the morning sickness and such coming my way. We did let it slip to a few close friends who are pretty much family to us anyway. So by this time our immediate family knew and the close friends.
Friday, October 24, 2014
The Moment of TRUTH!!
So I guess around noon time on Sep 7th, 2014 I took a pregnancy test just for the sake of confirmation that I wasn't pregnant.
Let's back up a week or so...I was mentally preparing myself for my monthly visitor. If she's on time, it was going to coincide with our camping trip. Guhhh! Of course! Meanwhile my body has been going through the notions like normal, feeling moody, tired, ovaries cramping ever so slightly...just to let me know she's on her way! I obviously didn't think anything of it. I'd share this information with my husband, Barry and his response was always "...hmm maybe you're pregnant." "Umm...no", I'd say. Then at one point I noticed a constant metallic smell...lasted about a day or 2. I've heard that's a symptom, but again didn't think anything of it and of course Barry went on with "maybe you're pregnant!" IGNORED.
We went on our camping trip. Had fun, did the campfire thing, had some beers, went on the boat, did some tubing and bouncing around, went wake-boarding, got tossed around into the water a few times...it was all jolly fun. Aunt Flo still hasn't shown up, but I was relieved...camping and dealing with that sort of plumbing is not my idea of awesome in anyway. I'm pretty irregular to begin with, meaning my visitor usually doesn't show up according to the cycle calculators. I'm usually a couple days early or late...I've been a few weeks late before, so this obviously didn't faze me much. Barry went on with his "...maybe you're..."
We got home from camping and I decided to take the test, mainly so I can tell Barry I'm not and he could stop telling me I was. I had one test laying around, so I took it, peed, and waited. A few seconds later I see a blue line appear. Then...another blue line appeared. I stared at it thinking maybe somehow one of the lines would disappear. On the side of the test stick it has the indicators of what the single blue line and double blue line mean. Single is a negative, but I had to double check, so I pulled the instructions out of the box. After about a few minutes of staring hoping it's going to undo somehow, and my brain saying, "omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg..." I got up and called Barry upstairs. He came up stairs and as soon as he got to the bathroom door I pulled the test out and his face just went :O We both stood there for a minute staring at each other quietly. He eventually said "oh my god" and walked into the bedroom, where I followed him with the same face. We both accepted it saying "I guess it was meant to be" and hugged it out.
Let's back up a week or so...I was mentally preparing myself for my monthly visitor. If she's on time, it was going to coincide with our camping trip. Guhhh! Of course! Meanwhile my body has been going through the notions like normal, feeling moody, tired, ovaries cramping ever so slightly...just to let me know she's on her way! I obviously didn't think anything of it. I'd share this information with my husband, Barry and his response was always "...hmm maybe you're pregnant." "Umm...no", I'd say. Then at one point I noticed a constant metallic smell...lasted about a day or 2. I've heard that's a symptom, but again didn't think anything of it and of course Barry went on with "maybe you're pregnant!" IGNORED.
We went on our camping trip. Had fun, did the campfire thing, had some beers, went on the boat, did some tubing and bouncing around, went wake-boarding, got tossed around into the water a few times...it was all jolly fun. Aunt Flo still hasn't shown up, but I was relieved...camping and dealing with that sort of plumbing is not my idea of awesome in anyway. I'm pretty irregular to begin with, meaning my visitor usually doesn't show up according to the cycle calculators. I'm usually a couple days early or late...I've been a few weeks late before, so this obviously didn't faze me much. Barry went on with his "...maybe you're..."
We got home from camping and I decided to take the test, mainly so I can tell Barry I'm not and he could stop telling me I was. I had one test laying around, so I took it, peed, and waited. A few seconds later I see a blue line appear. Then...another blue line appeared. I stared at it thinking maybe somehow one of the lines would disappear. On the side of the test stick it has the indicators of what the single blue line and double blue line mean. Single is a negative, but I had to double check, so I pulled the instructions out of the box. After about a few minutes of staring hoping it's going to undo somehow, and my brain saying, "omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg..." I got up and called Barry upstairs. He came up stairs and as soon as he got to the bathroom door I pulled the test out and his face just went :O We both stood there for a minute staring at each other quietly. He eventually said "oh my god" and walked into the bedroom, where I followed him with the same face. We both accepted it saying "I guess it was meant to be" and hugged it out.
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