Since we are coming up on the one year anniversary of when we first found out we were pregnant, let's reminisce a bit. How did you tell your DH you were expecting?
I was about 3-4 weeks along when I found out. I had DH hold out his hand and put a poppy seed in it. He was pretty puzzled, but then was so happy when I told him that was how big our baby was. It makes me grin just thinking about it.
Re: How did you tell DH?
He came home from work and as soon as he walked in I said "sit down, we need to talk" I was still in total shock.
After I told him, he went to the bathroom, pulled out another test and made me take it again just to make sure.
Then the giddiness kicked in.
Aw this makes me feel all sappy! I love the poppyseed thing!!! We also got pregnant within a few weeks of deciding to try. But I took a negative test, and had some bleeding so figured we weren't pregnant. Well, turns out it was implantation bleeding. I took a test while DH was at work first thing in the morning and it was positive. I laughed and cried and prayed(to say thank you)
I bought a giraffe blanket and tied the positive test to it. As soon as he got home I handed it to him. He said, "you're going to be a mommy?" It was an awesome night.
This is so cute! I'll admit it made me choke up a bit!
We had been through a loss about four months before so we didn't want to get too ahead of ourselves.
We took three tests and then just smiled and cried and danced around. It was like a freakin' movie, haha.
Aww you guys have cute stories!
DH and I found out together. Two weeks after the embryo transfer we went to the IVF clinic for a blood draw and appointment. The doctor told us then that we were pregnant.
BFP #1 5/4/11 EDD 1/12/12 natural m/c 5/17/11
BFP #2 8/9/11 EDD 4/18/12 ectopic pregnancy (methotrexate) 8/24/11 ruptured tube and removal 8/29/11
BFP #3 3/9/12 EDD 11/19/12 Logan born 11/18/12
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HA! My DH was in Vegas the weekend I told him.
Actually I had a sneaking suspicion that I was pregs so I took a test on Wednesday. It was positive. So I made an appointment for my doctor on Friday morning to confirm. So as I was driving to my appointment, DH was driving to the airport for his buddy Vegas bach party!
Doctor confirmed baby and I made our dog a sweater (we're obsessed with our dogs) that said "FUTURE BIG BROTHER". When DH came home on SUNDAY (yes... i waited all weekend. I was so nervous he would tell his friends!!!), our pup met him at the door. After a weekend in Vegas all he could say was "Really?"
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DH and I had also been trying since the new year, and it was a little early to test (like, 3-4 days before I expected my AF) but it was our 5 year anniversary that day. SO I wanted to test. I POAS and when I got the results I went into our bedroom, got in DH's face (he was still sleeping) and I whispered, "I think I see a line!" His eyes whipped open and we both ran to the bathroom. Then we hugged for a really really long time. Loved every moment
I had a faint that was too faint to know for sure, so the next morning I took a test okay,I took a couple and was over the moon. I ran to the drug store over lunch and got a gift bag and card with baby feet on it, and a onesie I had bought in hopes we'd get pregnant someday.
When I got home from work I woke him from a nap and gave him the bag. He looked confused as he opened it and his eyes filled with tears as he realized and just said "seriously??"
We found out in early May. Yup, May.
I have PCOS and lost an ovary in my teens, so my periods had never been regular. I had what I believed to be a period in March, and some weird bleeding in April. I wasn't feeling well throughout most of April and thought it was weird I hadn't kicked my flu that I had in March yet. FI (then BF of a few months) bought a test and brought it home for me to take, just to put our minds at ease. I wasn't late, per se, since it's not uncommon for me to go 6-8 months without AF. Obviously, it didn't put our minds at ease, and I spent an hour in the bathroom sobbing and telling BF to go away. Going off my "LMP", I was due December 19th... until we went for the first sonogram and I was 17 weeks, not 12!
Looking back, it seems so silly how upset I was or that I ever didn't want kids. I can't imagine my life without S or FI. Some days, it's hard to even remember what my life was like before I was Mommy. It's the greatest thing I have ever accomplished, being a good mom and partner. Heck, we might even have another one soon. ON PURPOSE!
DH and I were doing last minute packing late the night before a vacation to Arizona... which, needless to say, was creating a little tension bewteen us. AF was late, and just wanted to confirm that I wasn't preggo before we went hot tubbing and drinking. I escaped into the bathroon to POAS.... when that line came up, a shock went through my body!
DH pops his head into the bathroom to continue our argument. I held up the stick, and the argument was forgotten. The look on his face was priceless. I started sobbing something about my life being over... I wasnt quite ready for it, but, of course, R is here at the perfect time and my life is not over.
I am so thankful DH was so supportive and excited from the first second, even when I was terrified.
DH was in New Orleans on a business trip when I found out. We had been actively trying for 3 months (after not trying but not preventing for a few months). The previous month (Feb) I was 3 days late. I am NEVER late...was convinced this was it and took test only to be disappointed again. I SWORE if I was late again I wouldn't take a test till 7 days late.
Fast forward to March. I came home from work feeling sick one Friday... Then realized my boobs hurt something fierce. Thought it was AF and thought God---haven't been this PMSy since HS. When I woke in AM at 5:30 I still felt crampy and gross. Then realized I was a day late. Forced myself back to sleep---didn't want to test for another 6 days....didn't make it another 5 minutes!
POAS and saw the digital positive pop up almost immediately! I sat on bathroom floor and cried. Then ran out to the store and bought an I Love Daddy sleeper, an expectant father book, and a baby names book. Wrapped it up and gave it to DH when he got home from airport. Told him exactly a year ago he had surprised me with an engagement ring, so this was a surprise engagement anniversary gift.
We both sobbed when he opened it!
Wow, you ladies who were two weeks late have WAY more self control than I do!
We found out on St.Paddy's day... I was eleven DPO.
I was suspicious because only one of my boobs was sore. We were going to a party, so even though I thought it was too early to tell, I tested 'cause I didn't want to drink if I was pregnant. SO works third shift, so he was still at work when I tested at 6AM (FMU and all). When I saw the faint line, I said out loud "Holy flucking sh!t, I'm pregnant" (gonna love telling L that one some day). When SO got home about an hour later I silently dragged him to the bathroom and held up the test strip. He looked at it and said "I don't know what this means," to which I responded "I'm pregnant!" We spent the weekend visiting friends and family, and it was SO HARD to keep it a secret.