Telling My Hubby - January 10, 2013

Scotty has been wanting a baby for about two years now.  I would loved to have had a baby two years ago but I was finishing my Master's degree, just started working full time for the Sheriff's Department and money was tight.  I just didn't feel comfortable with it at that time.  So my husband patiently waited (kinda) until I was ready.  So when I took that test and both lines showed up I knew that I was going to have the happiest husband in South Carolina. 

So here's some backstory:

When Scotty and I had been dating for a while and we started to talk about marriage I always wondered how he would ask me to marry him. I told him that I wanted a special proposal or that I would say no. Even though I really wouldn't have, he didn't need to know that : ) So he proposed to me after the Florida/South Carolina game on the field in his football uniform in 2007. He even made sure my parents and his family were there to see it. It was perfect. Except when he almost dropped the ring in the grass - we would have never found it. It was cute though - him all nervous. So anywho, when we started talking baby he said that I needed to come up with a special way to tell him, a text wasn't going to cut it.  So I had begun brainstorming ideas and came up with something that I wanted to do.  I had told a male friend that I told about Scotty wanting something special when I told him I was pregnant and the friend told me that I better get all my stuff together for it because it was going to be too hard to hold in while trying to gather all my supplies and boy was he right!  Not to mention, babies can come unexpectedly...  

So the morning that I took the test I took it alone while Scotty was still sleeping.  I really did not think that it would be positive because as you recall there was no way my cycle tracking math could be wrong... I even packed another test in my bag and took it when I got to work just to double check!  As both lines appeared on the first test, my jaw dropped and I began to tear up.  I was so surprised and excited and it made me so happy to think about how happy Scotty would be.  It took all I had not to throw open the bathroom door and wake him up waving my pee stick around.  But I respected his wishes and began to plan out my reveal.   

Scotty had also told me that he wanted to be the first to know.  I had some plans that required help and he did not want that because they would have had to been privy to the information.  That morning I had a family doctor appointment to go over some blood work results and I was wondering if baby would have shown up on there.  It did not but the doctor did start asking me about my cycles and regularity and I had to tell her that I was late.  Her next question, "have you taken a test?"  Well you can't lie to the doctor, so I told her my news first.  She was very excited.  I felt guilty that I had told her but I knew Scotty would understand.

So I went to work holding in my news (so freaking hard!) and at lunch I ran to Wal-Mart (didn't have what I needed and I started to burst at the seams, thinking you should have had the stuff already) then to Target, got my supplies, drove home and woke my sleeping, increadbly sickly husband.      

That week Scotty had just come back from a Coach's conference in Nashville and he was so sick!  He may have had the flu or it was a really bad cold.  He had a very high temperature and was sleeping all day and all night.  I was thinking, "how in the world am I going to get him to go along with my plan?"  Especially since it involved him getting dressed and leaving the house. I come bursting in the house with gatorade and soup, which was my excuse to come home at lunch since I normally do not.  He was sleeping soundly on the couch.  Poor thing.  I woke him and I told him that I had been planning something for a while that could only happen that day at a certain time and I couldn't cancel it and that it required us leaving the house.  He slowly got dressed and got his shoes on - then I added "you also have to wear a blindfold" and I thought for sure he would be back under those covers in a minute.  But he said ok and went along with it. 

I led him to the car and I drove to the stadium and he said he thought he knew where we were.  Um yeah - you drive here everyday.  The plan was to drive him around town first so he didn't know but I wanted him to get back home ASAP to rest.  So I lead him into the stadium (seen by one person, uh oh - our secret will be out in no time) we head out on the field and I knew he knew where we were for sure then.  I handed him his coffee cup that I had minutes before stuck the sticker letters D-A-D on and my plastic baggie of two pregnancy test in his hands and proceeded to read a poem that I had written him.  It was something along the lines of finding out he was going to be a great dad in the place that I had said yes.  Our engagement spot had now become our "I'm pregnant" reveal spot.  As he realized what the poem said, he ripped off the blind fold and said "are you pregnant?"  and I nodded and said yes with tears and pointed out to him my tests and his mug.  He grabbed me and almost squeezed the baby right out of me.  He was tearful and laughing and so genuenly happy and so was I.  Little did we know that all the football secretaries were watching us from inside.  Sneakies.

We then called my mom and told her.  She knew as soon as I asked her to step away from her desk - not normal. We called my dad and asked him to step out and it's a good thing we did because he screamed with delight.  We later told Scotty's parents - his dad said he already knew - probably those sneaky secretaries and his mom cried.  We were so excited to share our wonderful news.

We then went home and had a few sips of sparking cider.  I asked Scotty if he had put together what was going on and he said that he thought, "is she pregnant? But we haven't been trying."  Apparently he doesn't know how bad my math is either.  He said he was very surprised about the baby.  I also told him that I had to tell the doctor earlier that morning and he was very understanding, as long as he was the second person to find out.  I then put Scotty back to bed on the couch to heal and I was headed back to work still hiding my news. 

So that's how I told my hubby.  I think he was pleased.  But I think a text would have been fine as long as it said I was pregnant he would have been happy.

P.S. Its now a standing joke at the stadium that Jen and Scotty do kinky things on the field with blindfolds - haha very funny.   


Here is me and my two tests (I needed to be sure before I told Scotty) on the day I found out!

Scotty and I after I took him to the stadium and told him the big news!  He has my tests and his Dad mug.