Our story begins on a warm September night in Mount Pleasant , SC. It was a special weekend because the calendar revealed that the “window” had arrived and the time was right… Oh, I guess I should probably leave this part out (this is a PG rated blog after all). So let’s skip ahead a couple of weeks…..
It was October 8, 2009. Day 26 on the calendar. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and prepared for bed. I couldn’t help feeling both excited and scared as I laid the pregnancy test out on the counter and set my alarm for 7:00am (yes, I have a type A personality… what, you think I got through med school on my good looks?) As I prepared for sleep, I prayed, “Please let it be positive.” I tossed and turned for a while, but finally drifted off to sleep. I was awoken the next morning by that feeling…. You know the one that lets you know that “you gotta go.” I looked at the clock… it was only 5:00 am. I laid my head back on my pillow and thought to myself, “Please, please let me just sleep for two more hours. This feeling has to pass” (as if waiting for two more hours would miraculously change the outcome of the test). Another thirty minutes passed and I couldn’t take it any longer. I got up and proceeded to the bathroom. I read the instructions on the test (AGAIN), followed them to a tee, and then placed the test back on the counter. You know, it is amazing how 3 minutes can feel like an eternity when you are waiting for something like this. I closed my eyes and picked up the test. When I opened them, I read the beautiful 8 letter word….PREGNANT. It said pregnant!!! I screamed to myself and danced around the bathroom. I couldn’t believe it…. It was positive!!
Deekoy was actually the first one I told…. I know that seems weird, but I hated to wake Griffin up that early (he is NOT a morning person and I knew that there was a strong possibility that he would not be able to express his true excitement if I told him this early in the morning…. which, would probably make me cry). So I let him sleep. In the meantime, I proceeded to take pictures of the positive test in several different rooms and then outside (yes, this is odd, but I had to find the right lighting). I needed evidence. I was so worried that I would go back to sleep and wake up to find that this was all a dream. And…I was also planning out creative ways to tell our parents and friends. Deekoy and I celebrated over breakfast: one bowl of Cheerios for me and one bowl of Kibbles N’ Bits for him. We ate in silence while watching the morning news, but on the inside we were both jumping for joy (for those of you that don’t know, Deekoy was a person in another life… he has expressions and emotions just like you and I). It was actually also an eventful day in the world. Obama found out he won the Nobel Peace Prize and NASA blew up a part of the moon in search for ice. Yes, it was an exciting day. I couldn’t stop smiling… and I think I went back to look at the test at least 100 times.
Finally, I heard my alarm. It was 7:00 am. I rushed back into our room to finally share the good news with my husband. “Honey, are you awake?” I whispered. He grumbled as he rolled over in bed to face me. He still wasn’t quite the perky person that I was hoping for, but I couldn’t wait any longer. This moment would have to do. “Guess what? They just revealed that Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize,” I announced. “What? No way,” he replied. “Yeah,” I said. “They just talked bout it on the news.” He looked at me with just one eye open as he said with a yawn, “Well that’s stupid.” “And,” I continued, “NASA just sent explosives to the moon to blow up a chunk of it in search of ice.” With both eyes closed now, he said, “Nuh-uh. That’s crazy.” “No, it’s true. I just saw that on the news, too.” I replied. “And… I’m pregnant.” He opened both eyes this time. “What? You’re lying….” “Nope,” I said with a huge smile. “I am… I’m really pregnant!!” He sat up in bed, smiled, and gave me a big hug. “That’s great honey! I love you!” We lay beside each other in the bed, looking up at the ceiling. We didn’t say much, but we didn’t need to. We both knew that we were about to embark on a wonderful journey… one that would be extremely exciting, but also terrifying... one that would change our lives forever.