December 10th 2011 was the day we found out we were going to be parents, your Momma and Daddy.
The night before your Dad was rubbing my belly, joking that there was a baby in there, even talking to you -he had no idea. We both decided I should take a test, but that I needed to wait til the morning so it would be most accurate. So the next morning, he headed to work and after I woke up, I headed to the store..
Many times in the past, we had thought this moment was upon us, but test after test, we were always proven wrong. This time was different though, this time I just knew, before that little pink line showed up on the first test, before I even bought the tests. I just knew you were with me.
And sure enough, there it was - Positive.
My heart began to race instantly. Even though I was sure before I took the test, it was concrete then, visibly proven. There are no words to describe how I felt in those moments. I couldn't wait to tell your Daddy and Grandma. Unfortunately your Dad wouldn't be home for two days. He works 48 hour shifts. I wanted so badly to tell him in person, see the look on his face when he found out himself. We have a routine, every day he's at work he calls me to say goodnight and we talk about our days. I knew that when he called that night I would have to lie to him about the test if I wanted to wait to see his reaction in person.. Sadly though, your Momma is a bad liar, and Daddy figured out something was up nearly as soon as I answered the phone. He can read me so easily.
He kept asking "whats going on?"
and I would respond "just drop it, trust me, wait til I see you"
(i had pretty much given up keeping it from him at this point)
he was persistent.. "whats wrong? whats going on? did someone do something to you?"
i replied "no"
then he said "did i do something to you?"
and I replied "y....yo..you got me pregnant"
I started sobbing and apologizing because I ruined it and I wanted to tell him in person so badly.. and apologizing he had to find out on the phone, and he comforted me by telling me (while laughing) "its okay, its okay, calm down babe, its really okay" and then he made a joke about how horrible of a liar I am, which we both bursted out laughing about.. he effectively stopped my tears, he's always been the best at that. I could tell he was happy, but still in disbelief. I told him I had taken 3 tests by then and they were all positive, I saved the fourth because I knew he'd want to see it in person.. and I was right. They let him come home from work for a couple of hours, which made me extremely happy. As soon as he got home he gave me a big hug and kiss, then grabbed the box with the three positive tests, layed them each on the table in a row, and gave them a nice long hard look. Then he read the instructions backwards and forwards, opened the fourth test and led me to the bathroom. I swear he would've held the stick for me had I let him. I handed it back to him, and he set it down on a flat surface, just like the instructions said, and watched. As soon as the pee filled the stick, there it was again -Positive. I could tell he was still in disbelief, he said "now I won't believe it til I hear it from the doctors" .. I was convinced long before then because I felt you. He stayed home, loving on me, until work called and made him head back. We didn't immediately start telling people because we wanted to get a Doctors opinion. So that Monday morning as soon as your Dad got home from work, we headed on base and did the blood test. One hour later we got the call back, I think that is the point were Dad finally believed it, he was just in a daze and in shock before the Doctors confirmed what I already knew.
I'll never forget the joy I felt later that day when your Dad started talking to you.
He pressed his hands and face up to my tummy and jokingly whispered to you "I love you more than Mommy does" then turned his head up, looking into my eyes and grinning. That moment meant the world to me, when he finally believed it, and knew he was gonna be a Daddy, and called me your "Mommy" for the first time. I wish I had a picture of his face right that second. I've seen him make many faces through the years, this was my favorite :)

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