I had purchased a bottle of consolation wine for myself in case we found out we were not pregnant and I told Danny that, if I was pregnant, it was all his. Well. I woke up at 7:30am, unable to sleep another wink until I found out for sure. I stealthily took a test and, lo and behold, what the TTC world calls a BFP (Big Fat Positive).
|Big Fat Positive!|
Me: Babe, I have an early birthday gift for you!
Danny: Murphle murph.
Me: It's next to you on the nightstand.
Danny (groping around in the dim light, making contact with the top of the bottle): Whisky. Am I right?
Me: ...just...open it.
Danny: I can open it later.
Me: Gahhh, open it now!
Danny (starting to clue in): Do you have another extra-special birthday gift for me?
Me (sighing): ...yes.
Danny (finally waking up): REALLY?
Me (laughing): YES, you ruiner!
It just so happened that we were planning to spend the day with a friend of ours out in Witless Bay, a nearby town where we once lived. We snapped a few beautiful pictures, had a yummy fish and chips lunch, and headed back to the city feeling great.
|October 11: the day we found out we would be parents for the second time.|
But October 11 was a good day. This little one deserves to have all the fanfare that his or her big sister had, and that is why this blog exists. I can't wait to welcome this little bean into the world.