12-23-10 - Anti-climatic

Written on 12/23/10

That's what DH wants me to call this post.  It's about the way that I told him that I was pregnant.

You see, I was bursting with this information for the entire day at work.  Then, I found out that he was going to go to the bar with some co-workers after his work day was over.  Of course he wanted me to come, but I wasn't very interested for obvious reasons.  I wanted him to come home!

So, I went home, played with Murph, made myself dinner and kept responding to text messages from him begging me to come out.  I kept putting him off.  You see, this all happened shortly after I told DH that I often need to be asked twice if he really wants me to do something and I say no the first time. For some reason I always say no the first time.  Automatically.  It's a stupid habit, but I know it exists. So he was being persistent, just as I asked him to be. But this time I wasn't giving in.

So eventually he came home.  And he was like, "Let's go back out!! Pleeeease!?!?!?"

And I gave him a hug, and said something along the lines of: I don't really want to go out, you see, because I'm pregnant.

No fanfare or anything because how was I supposed to have fanfare when he was jumping off of the walls with excitement about wanting to go to the bar?

So, I didn't do a very good job of making this announcement.  He's already reminded me of this fact numerous times since yesterday, so I'm already planning on how I'm going to tell him if there's ever a baby number 2.  Perhaps have some "buns" warming in the oven?

2 comments:

Kate said...

The anti-climactic is so classically you. Very matter of fact. Love it.

Cari said...

I lurrrveee these posts!!! Keep em' coming!!! Big congrats!!

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