Well,...It's official: I'm pregnant! I waited until Sunday, April 11, 2021 to take my test. At 8:30 in the morning, I opened my eyes at the sound of my shrieking alarm and sat up all groggy and such. Then, I suddenly realized it was time; time to find out if I was going to be a mom or not. I quickly jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom, where I took not one, not two, but three pregnancy tests. I didn't have to wait long, since the digital test said "Yes" within a few seconds. Slowly after that, two pink lines began to form on the other tests and it was a reality,...that didn't feel real.
It was hard to finish getting ready for church that morning, knowing my life would change forever, along with my body. I got dressed, woke up my husband, and acted like everything was normal. We went to church where I sat impatiently as the Pastor preached some sermon I don't remember. All I could think about was surprising Tze with the news when we got home. It was all I could do not to blurt it out, but I resisted and instead wrote the lyrics to "Baby Mine" from Dumbo in my little notebook during service.
When we finally got home, I had the gift ready: A little brown bag containing one Elephant-covered onesie, a pair of Vans wannabe shoes, and my three positive tests. I waited with butterflies while he annoyingly took his time taking out the tissue paper. When he finally saw what was in there, he paused, and for a brief moment, he simply stared into the bag. Then he looked at me and smiled and looked back in the bag; I knew he was happy. It was a perfect moment, until he said "I already knew."
My jaw dropped and I frowned and said "How the heck did you know??" He said "I'm not stupid, Dear. I notice things." I guess I should've known he'd suspect something when I mentioned I was late. Well, it doesn't really matter because he is going to be the father of my baby and I'm gonna be a mother! Together, we are going to face all the joys, fears, sadness, and laughter that comes with being a parent.
Finding out I'll be a mother is the weirdest thing I've experienced. In some ways, I still feel like a kid. In other ways, I feel like an old lady. Oh well, you can call me baby mama now.
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