You're going to be a Dad!
My Good friend Stephanie taught me when you tell your husband he's going to be a father, it's one of the last times he will know that it won't just be the two of you anymore but he's also looking forward to having one extra person at the dinner table for Christmas dinner, make it something he will remember... two simple rules she suggested
1) Make him feel special when he finally finds out
2) Tell him first before you tell anyone else you know. (don't laugh, you'd be surprised)
Thanks steph.
So, I rushed around... Finding anything in the house that was baby related and put it all on our bed, a football bib a friend of ours made us when we got married, a Chicago Bears bib my mom purchased years ago ... A wubbanub pacifier I was given by a wubbanub distributor at a conference... and the positive pregnancy test.
But then ... I stopped and prayed, rushed downstairs to my phone and called drew and while he vented because he was stuck in traffic, as newlyweds we talk every day on his long drive home and we probably will for years. On this day, I asked his ETA every 5 minutes... 10 minutes from home, we got off the phone and again I began to pray. Thanking god for this miracle, and praising him as I ran around aimlessly... His bible stays in his fan cave, on his big leather chair because that's where he reads... I opened it up and found his favorite color highlighter and highlighted 1 Samuel 1:27 "I prayed for this child and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him"... Added the bibs and the Wubbanub, and rushed to our room... The stereo in our bedroom is loud enough to be heard from anywhere in our house.. (Thanks dad, and Sony) and when he walked through the garage door I called him to come upstairs fast... He walked upstairs to "You're my best friend by The Once" and found me in his fan cave.
Unfortunately, he already knew... pregnancy brain kicked in early and I left the pregnancy test box on the counter so when he put his lunchbox and keys down... he had a feeling greater than before...
I don't ever remember crying tears of joy in our marriage this hard together before but it was perfect. I remember hugging each other very tight for quite awhile, I remember how happy he was, and I don't remember what we ate that night, or watched on tv... but I remember we were happy.
Then we had the, "we're going to wait for 12 weeks before we share it with anyone" talk, and both agreed it was best.
all we knew that night is that we'd finally begun growing The Thomas Family... and God knew we were excited.
1) Make him feel special when he finally finds out
2) Tell him first before you tell anyone else you know. (don't laugh, you'd be surprised)
Thanks steph.
So, I rushed around... Finding anything in the house that was baby related and put it all on our bed, a football bib a friend of ours made us when we got married, a Chicago Bears bib my mom purchased years ago ... A wubbanub pacifier I was given by a wubbanub distributor at a conference... and the positive pregnancy test.
But then ... I stopped and prayed, rushed downstairs to my phone and called drew and while he vented because he was stuck in traffic, as newlyweds we talk every day on his long drive home and we probably will for years. On this day, I asked his ETA every 5 minutes... 10 minutes from home, we got off the phone and again I began to pray. Thanking god for this miracle, and praising him as I ran around aimlessly... His bible stays in his fan cave, on his big leather chair because that's where he reads... I opened it up and found his favorite color highlighter and highlighted 1 Samuel 1:27 "I prayed for this child and the Lord has granted me what I asked of him"... Added the bibs and the Wubbanub, and rushed to our room... The stereo in our bedroom is loud enough to be heard from anywhere in our house.. (Thanks dad, and Sony) and when he walked through the garage door I called him to come upstairs fast... He walked upstairs to "You're my best friend by The Once" and found me in his fan cave.
Unfortunately, he already knew... pregnancy brain kicked in early and I left the pregnancy test box on the counter so when he put his lunchbox and keys down... he had a feeling greater than before...
I don't ever remember crying tears of joy in our marriage this hard together before but it was perfect. I remember hugging each other very tight for quite awhile, I remember how happy he was, and I don't remember what we ate that night, or watched on tv... but I remember we were happy.
Then we had the, "we're going to wait for 12 weeks before we share it with anyone" talk, and both agreed it was best.
all we knew that night is that we'd finally begun growing The Thomas Family... and God knew we were excited.
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