Thursday, May 9, 2013

Telling

Would you all like to hear the story of how I told my husband that he was going to be a father again?

It's unique.  It's crazy.

I've never done something like that before.

So, let's get started.

I had actually suspected that something was brewing because of the way I was feeling.  I was S T A R V I N G! I was bawling at the drop of a hat.  And the last clue, which is a bit personal, I was late.  Now, that may not be a big deal to most of you, but for me, when you can set your watch by my cycle, it was significant.

BUT

I had been late before recently and hadn't seen two pink lines come up on the stick, so I was very hesitant to test this time.

VERY HESITANT.

I had so many feelings going through my heart and so many thoughts going through my mind.  I was trying to deny my body.  I was making excuses for what was probably undeniable.  I was avoiding the truth because I couldn't handle the potential disappointment.

I actually wasn't going to test when I did.  We were going to a big state homeschool convention that weekend and I didn't want to go through my weekend being totally devastated.  So, I decided to take a test on May 10th, when I was really, really late and there was no denying it anymore.

One of my friends gave me some stirling advice.  She said that I wasn't going to be any more pregnant or not pregnant whether I chose to wait to take a test or to take a test right away.  

Another of my friends said I wasn't going to jinx anything by testing then or testing later.

I still wasn't sure.  I waffled.  I talked to my BFF.  I couldn't make up my mind!

Finally, I caved. After talking to my BFF, the next morning, after I dropped my husband off at work early, I went straight to my favorite grocery store and straight to That Aisle.

You know the aisle.

The aisle that can make your heart pound just by standing there.  The aisle that can make you bite your fingernails in trepidation or make your heart sing for joy.

That Aisle.

I picked a test with two testers. I think it was First Response. As I stood there in that aisle, my hands were shaking.  My pulse was racing.  I had to regulate my breathing, lest I dissolve into a freaky pool of nervous anxiety right there.

And I went straight home and took the test.

I usually close my eyes after I put the lid back on and lay it on the counter.  Yes, I'm an expert at taking these little tests.  I told myself I wasn't going to look at all until the three minutes was up.  I began to walk out of the bathroom.......and I, against my will, happened to glance down at the test.

It had been about three seconds since I had laid the stick down on my counter.

I don't know, maybe I just wanted to make sure it was working.....

But I looked.

And there were two DARK pink lines.  

I freaked.  

Quietly, of course, because everyone was still sleeping.

And, before I could think about it reasonably, I grabbed that stick, stuck it in my purse, and I walked out the door and jumped into my van. I made the fastest beeline you'd ever seen for the post office.  I knew my husband would still be there.  He'd just gotten there not 20 minutes before!

I walked right into the back of the post office, like I always do, and I waited there like a just-lit firecracker for my husband to look up from his post.  I was hyperventilating.  I was shaking.  I was dangerously close to sobbing!

He saw me and came toward me.

He must have seen the strangest look on my face because he was instantly concerned.

He said, "WHAT?"

And I took that stick out of my purse and held it up, right up, in front of his eyes.

It took him a moment to focus on what was in my hand.

But once he did, he said, "OH MY GOODNESS!"

And he got tears in his eyes! They almost overflowed.  

He was so surprised! Since I hadn't firmed up when I was going to test, I think he thought I was still shooting for testing on May 10th, which was two weeks away.

His reaction was so sweet and so gratifying!

I saved that little stick for many weeks.  

In fact, I just threw it away after I posted that picture! 

This pregnancy is such a massive blessing to us.  We are stunned and surprised and ecstatic.

And I don't think there's any reason to take that second test!


4 comments:

Tesha Papik said...

Such a sweet heart warming story:)!

Erin said...

LEANNE!!!!! I am so excited for you!!! I've been on Media Fast for that Bible study I'd posted about, and, while I had to write a few blog posts to fulfill the requirements of my BlogHer contract, I wasn't allowing myself to read any of my favorite blogs for two weeks. I was so excited to go back and read your news and your sweet posts!!! Congrats, and I will add this to my prayer list!!!

The Pauls' Family said...

I guess I'm behind on the latest news!!!! Congratulations! So excited for you :)

My Little Warriors said...

i kept my postive pregnany test that i took with elijah until well after he was born... eww gross i know.. but i was just so excited when i found out i was pregnant with him.. He was my longest it took to get pregnant...