It was a Sunday in August, 2010. Will and I walked out of church after hearing a testimony from a couple at our church...they were having difficulty getting pregnant and at that pointed had decided to hand it over to God and move to Guatemala to love on kiddos there. It left a mark on our hearts, that is for sure. Will looked at me on our way to lunch from church that sunny afternoon and said "Babe, I think it's time we not not try to get pregnant". I was shocked. Excited. It was my turn for a shot at starting my family. Well, 5 weeks later....it was September 29, 2010. It was a typical morning in our household. Will's alarm was going off at 3:05 for him to be at work by 4:00 AM. Far to early. At that point I was so used to his alarm going off so early that I rarely woke up, but something was different that day. I didn't feel good, something felt off. I didn't say anything to Will, just rolled over and tried to sleep it off while he got ready for work. After he left I still didn't feel right and thought to myself that maybe I should take a pregnancy test. Knowing we were "not not trying" I had bought a pregnancy test to keep so that when the day would come....I'd be prepared. I had no clue it would be so soon. At 4:00 in the morning, alone, on a Wednesday, I saw those 2 blue lines....my heart dropped. I couldn't believe it. I was going to be a mommy. God blessed me, ME, with a little babe. I started to cry. Obviously I couldn't go back to sleep as my mind was racing 1000 mph. I knew I had to pull it together and go into work and act totally normal. I didn't want to say anything to Will because I wanted to tell him in person. Talk about a long day at work....I couldn't focus. I'm sure I looked flustered, excited, tired, confused, anxious, and so many other emotions. After the longest work day ever passed I made a stop at TJ Maxx on my way home...I wanted to find something "babyish" to give to Will to tell him I was pregnant. I found the perfect gift - a yellow bib that said "Daddy's hugs are the best". I wrapped it up and home I went! I walked in the door and tried to hide it for a few minutes....I was unsuccessful. I blurted out "Will, I got you something today....". I handed him the wrapped up bib and watched him open it. The look on his face. Priceless. He knew as soon as he unrolled the bib, before he even read what it said, that I was pregnant. He was excited (maybe a little shocked too). The first words out of his mouth, "My boys can swim!". Second, "Where is the test, I want to see it". Third, "Can I pray for our baby?". And there we stood, hugging, and Will prayed for our little babe. A truly amazing day.
Time sure does fly! Here we are, 4 months in, and our little guy is practicing sitting up all by himself....
I just can't get enough of him....I love him to death.
Look at him!!!! Love your story and love him to pieces!
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