Telling

The reason I had to make the whole pregnancy thing a secret at first was because my husband was out of town on business all that week. When he got home, he was told to open the card that was waiting for him. He thought something was up, because I generally don't give him cards just for the heck of it. It was our anniversary that Sunday, but I couldn't wait that long to tell him.

As it was, he'd call at night and ask if anything was new and I'd have to say "oh nothing." Why didn't I just tell him over the phone, he wondered. Well, that's just no fun is it?

I'll admit when I found out I was pregnant with M I wasn't that creative about telling Craig. He just came home from work and I said "Well, you really did it this time..." pretending I was mad. Then I said "I'm pregnant!" and he pretty much fell to the floor.

When I found out I was pregnant with K, I was slightly more creative. We were on our way to the ER because I was sick but I took a test before we went so I knew to tell the doctor. While Craig was upstairs getting ready, I got a hamburger bun out and stuck it in our oven. When he came downstairs I asked him if he'd put something in the oven. "No" he said, "did you?" But then he opened the oven door.

It took a few seconds before he asked "are you pregnant?"


This was my favorite method of telling Craig. After we got married, every time we'd visit his grandfather, his grandfather would ask me "is there a bun in the oven yet?"


So this time I made a card. On the cover it said things like: card stock: .20, stickers: $1.00, photo paper: .25...then on the inside was this photo:


with the words "Telling you there are FOUR people in this photo: Priceless."

So, not exactly original, but it was still fun.



How did you tell (or get told) that there was a baby on the way?

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I've been absent here most of the week because both of my kids have had a cold all week, which they graciously shared with me. Let me just say, morning sickness and colds together...so NOT fun.