We are still just beyond thrilled to be having a baby and absolutely cannot wait until we find out the gender! While bumpdates can be found via the Elliott Littles page in the menu, I wanted to share how we found out our exciting news here as well 
While I have certainly thought of having kids one day, and thanks to Pinterest, fun ways to tell our friends & family once that day came, I never really thought about how the husband and I would actually find out ourselves or how I would tell him the news if I was to become pregnant. Which, looking back, I am so thankful for that I didn’t have anything set in my mind of how this was all “supposed” to go.
Since during the time we were dating, one thing that was important to us in planning our futures was that we each wanted to be parents one day and start a family. We had had several talk about when we would want to have kids and one thing we agreed on was that we would want to start actively trying around the time I was to turn 30 in case it was difficult or we were unable to conceive so that we could seek out other options for parenthood, such as adoption. Also, we wanted to have a few years of marriage to continue to learn and grow, and spend time adventuring together as husband and wife before adding little ones to the mix. While I’d been off of birth control for about a year and a half, however we really hadn’t been “trying” to get pregnant for the majority of that time (though, let’s be honest, “not trying” with no source of contraceptive is still kinda trying). We had actually decided to step back as we were planning a trip for our late “second honeymoon” and early five year anniversary to Cancun at the end of July.
While this is probably tmi, I’ve been quite regular in regards to “that time of month” for a while, so when I was late in July, my mind started to wander to all the “what if’s”. I waited a few days to really think about it as it was a stressful and busy time at work, so I thought perhaps that was the cause and didn’t want to get my hopes up.
The husband had introduced Friday drink night earlier in the year where he would make a new fun beverage every week for us to try out and when I called to say I was on the way home on the 15th, a Wednesday, he asked if I wanted to move up our new tradition since it was a rough day. I told him no, and was going to wait to say anything about my suspicions until I got home, but he just went ahead and asked! So we agreed for me to take a test once I got home.
Funny enough I had taken a picture earlier in the day at work to post of my new favorite piece in my wardrobe – this adorable floral kimono – little did I know what was going on inside as I looked down!
When I got home, I scampered to the bathroom and took the test, left it on the counter int he bathroom as we waited, and went to get ready for dinner. Glenn wanted to be the one to look at it and tell me, so after about 5 minutes (a very long five minutes!) he headed to the bathroom while I waited in the kitchen. When he came back I couldn’t really read his face, and I suspected the test was negative and started to get really sad myself, but then he started talking and lit up and told me it was positive and gave me a massive hug and had the biggest smile on his face. He said he was trying to keep me guessing until he could actually say the words so he was trying to hide his excitement. I was a mix of excited, overjoyed, and shocked as I sat at our table and we both kept trying to process this incredible news. We are going to be parents! I started thinking back to the first week of July and all the food & drink I ate & drank (and subsequently all that I didn’t and the lack of sleep while we were searching for the puppy) and my mind began racing. Add worrying to my list of emotions and I can truly say I’ve never felt so many emotions at once! But the one prevailing emotion was, and continues to be, sheer joy.
I wanted to be completely certain before we called my doctor, so I took another test the next morning, and sure enough, two lines once again. I don’t think it all truly set in for either of us for a few days, and really still felt a little surreal until the first ultrasound at 8 weeks. It’s amazing to think that there is a teeny tiny human growing inside of me and that sooner than we think he or she will be welcomed into this world to live along side us as our precious little one. We are so thankful and beyond exciting to be in this journey toward parenthood and I couldn’t think of anyone better to share it with!
