Surprisingly, I didn’t cry when I told The Husband. He was really so happy I just grinned as much as he did. <\/p>\n
When I handed him the package of baby stuff covered in Fanatic Fan images, I told him I saw a cute shirt in Wal-Mart and I just had<\/span> to get it for him. He proceeds to pull out a baby onesie and holds it up against his chest for a moment. He told me later that his first thought was, “This is not going to fit me at all. What was she thinking?” A few seconds later and then it clicked.<\/p>\n “Oh, my God. Are you serious?” he asked, looking from me to the onesie. <\/p>\n “Yeah.”<\/p>\n “But you told me it might take six months — oh, wow!” Then he proceeded to hug me and cover me with kisses and take me out to a lovely Italian restaurant, where I almost choked to death on my ceasar salad because sometimes I forget how to chew.<\/p>\n _________________________<\/p>\n It’s really hitting us how far away Christmas — and thus, our mark for telling family and friends — really is. A couple of times over dinner a friend’s name would come up and The Husband or I would get excited about telling them about our news and then we’d remember — we want to wait. Damn.<\/p>\n Even before I knew I was pregnant, I had already thought of how I’d tell the family via the if-I’m-pregnant-this-cycle-this-is-how-I’d-do-it route, and it worked out great since I would tell everyone around Christmas. A perfect excuse to hand out gifts to everyone!<\/p>\n The Husband tells me he will wait until I tell him it’s okay to spill the beans — it’s my decision. Don’t tell me that! I can think up any number of logical excuses to use Thanksgiving instead. The family will be gathered together as well — in fact, more will be around. Besides, I guarantee you my mother-in-law will figure me out before Christmas anyway. She is good like that \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n I am practically dying to pick up the phone and call my mother right now. It’s 6:34 a.m.? So what? Eight weeks is a long, long time when you have the best secret in the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Surprisingly, I didn’t cry when I told The Husband. He was really so happy I just grinned as much as he did. When I handed him the package of baby stuff covered in Fanatic Fan images, I told him I saw a cute shirt in Wal-Mart and I just had to get it for him. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[22],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/580"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=580"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/580\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":899,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/580\/revisions\/899"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=580"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=580"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/crunchythoughts.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=580"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}