Surprise?!

Telling my mom

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Have you ever been so nervous to tell someone something you kind of just don’t want to tell them? Yeah, me too. Before I even made the appointment with my OB I told my mom about her first grandchild. She was my mom; she had a baby at a young age, she would totally understand. I gave myself this pep talk for about a half hour as I sat next to her watching TV. The pep talk didn’t work, and I chickened out every time I opened my mouth to tell her. I resorted to Plan B. I put a baby outfit I had purchased in a gift bag, walked into my parents’ room and gave it to her. While handing it over I said, “Please think after you open this and don’t yell at me.” Moms never listen to their children, and they really should. She yelled. To be exact she yelled “Your father is going to kill you!” Yeah mom I know, that’s why I’m telling you first so he can kill both of us…DUH! She cried, I cried, Willow (my dog) was licking my face because she reads my emotions well. It was a mess. After I calmed myself down to form words that a human could understand, we talked about options. She wasn't ecstatic about her first grand baby, but honestly what mom would be if their twenty-two year old daughter who was a full time college student came in and dropped a bomb like that?

Telling my Dad

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Let me give you a little background info on my father and me. We are extremely close. We work out at the gym together, we pick on my mom together (love you mom), and I’m daddy’s favorite kid (sorry B you can be moms favorite). Telling my father was making me break out in hives, which happens when I am nervous about something. We were sitting on the couch watching Jeopardy (he was kicking my a**), and I looked over at him during a commercial break and told him I had to tell him something and please don’t be mad. “Oh boy, what did you do”. I just blurted it out with him “IM PREGNANT”. He thought I was joking, seeing as this was something, we joked about all the time. At first, he laughed because he thought I was joking, and then he realized I was balling my eyes out and he became angry. He didn’t speak to me. The silent treatment sucks and I much rather he had yelled at me. He didn’t say a word to me, he got up and started stress cleaning (what a weirdo). I on the other hand, took a shower and then got into bed while still crying. Time passed, (45 minutes) I was still crying, and he came in to talk to me. "It's going to be okay, we are here for you. It's going to be okay". I was daddy’s little girl he couldn’t stay mad at me forever! Not going to lie, he took it a lot better than I expected, and better than most dads would take it. He did however stay mad for a few weeks. He was not happy about the timing and the fact that I was not married bothered him as well. But hey, its 2019 crazier things have happened!

Now all is well, we are in April, I made the announcement and everyone is beyond excited about the new bundle of joy entering the world come September! Now we wait to see if this little peanut is going to be a boy or a girl!