Time Travel Tuesday- Honey We're Having A Baby Edition

How did you find out you were pregnant?

How did you share the news with your hubby?

How did you tell your family?

My husband and I both had children prior to us getting married. He had Christopher and Anthony, and I had Jeremy and Gabi. I thought after Gabi, I was done having children, but my husband wanted us to have one together. I used to ask him all the time if he was sure he wanted to have another baby. I reminded him of my risks, and would ask again if he was sure. He always responded with "Yes, I'm sure!" We decided to wait until finances got better before trying to conceive. I stayed on birth control pills for a few more months. One day, I realized that if we continued to wait for finances to get better, then we would never have another child, and I was already going to be a higher risk pregnancy since Gabi was born with Down syndrome. Each year, my already high chances of having another child with Down syndrome were increasing. Although, I must say, we agreed ahead of time that any testing to be done on this baby was not going to be any more invasive than a blood test on me. We were going to accept any child the Lord gave us. I talked to Ryan and said, "I think we should start trying now, and as far as expenses go, we'll adjust."

We tried to get pregnant for a little over a year when I began to get frustrated with it. I was beginning to feel like maybe we wouldn't have that one together. We were house hunting about this time, and we were so convinced that we weren't going to be able to have another child that we opted for a less expensive 3 bedroom house. We really loved the little house we found. The neighborhood was great, and the price was right. So, we bought our first home together.

We began packing while we waited for the house to close. Finally, when we gained possession of the house. We painted the whole house, put up crown molding, added a pass-through in the kitchen and cleaned, cleaned, cleaned! It was a couple weeks after we moved in (the day before Mother's Day) and I started spotting. I began to cry and told my husband, "I don't think we are ever going to have a baby together, and if we aren't pregnant by the end of the year, then I want to stop trying. It's just too hard emotionally dealing with the disappointment, and I'm not getting any younger!" He agreed.

Sunday, we went to church. It was Mother's Day, and I was down in the dumps. I really wanted to find out on Mother's Day that I was pregnant, but it didn't happen. I didn't test because the spotting the day before surely meant menstruation was beginning.

The next day, I got so busy with cleaning the house that before I knew it, it was time to go pick up Jeremy from school. Suddenly, I wasn't feeling very well. "Oh! I shouldn't have skipped breakfast and lunch," is what I thought. I decided to pick up Burger King on the way to get Jeremy. After I ordered and was waiting in the drive-thru to pick up my very late lunch, I was getting more and more nauseous. I got my meal and took a bite of my burger hoping for immediate relief of this hunger-induced nausea. All I got was an even more nauseated feeling. I made it to Jeremy's school without throwing up. Jeremy gets in the car and immediately is drawn to the smell of Burger King. I said "You could have the other half that I didn't bite into, but don't drink after me because I am coming down with something."

Later that evening, after Ryan got home from work, I told him about my bug that I was coming down with. He joked with me that maybe it was morning sickness. He really was joking! I went into the bathroom thinking about his comment. I thought about the test that was under our sink sure that I wasn't pregnant. I decided what the heck, I'll just do it! The box said to wait 2 minutes to read your results. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't look as the test resulted, but I honestly couldn't keep them closed longer than a moment. I opened my eyes to see the second line. I am pregnant! Almost hyperventilating, I yell for Ryan! He yells back, "Just a minute!" I yell again "No, I need you now!" He comes in our bedroom, and I ask "I hope your sure because...(I slide the test closer to him on the dresser) we are gonna have a baby!" His face lit up, and we hugged! I told him "I never even thought I was pregnant, then you started teasing me...(I just kept rambling)."

About 5 minutes later, Ryan asked when I was gonna tell my parents. I immediately grabbed the phone.

"Hi mom! What are you doing?"
"Crocheting a blanket."
"You might want to make a baby blanket."
"For who?"
"For us, I'm pregnant!"

Then, I went into Jeremy's room and asked him "What do you think about being a big brother, again?" He just replied, "I knew it."

Well, I waited until the next day to tell Gabi. I wasn't sure if she'd understand, but I tried anyhow, "Gabi, Guess what? Mommy has a baby in her belly. Pretty soon the baby is gonna come out, and your gonna have either a baby brother or a baby sister." Gabi's response was about the same for about the 1st 8 months. She'd give me this growling "Noooo!" It almost sounded demon possessed the way she would say it or I would get "No baby brother or baby sister!"

The next visit we had with Ryan's boys, he asked them, "What do you boys think about having a new baby brother or sister?" Their response was "Cool!"

Well...Preston Curtis Graham arrived just before Christmas last year on December 22nd, 2006. He was delivered via Cesarean section, and my tubes were tied immediately afterwards! Click Here to see Preston today!