The Day We Found Out

The 24 hours that followed February 12, 2015 were too hysterical not to record, so I'm writing this on February 13th to look back at it one day and laugh and laugh.

 

Joel and I had been having conversations about starting a family for the last 5-6 months. When we came to the agreement to just start removing the goalie....it was mid-January. We weren't going to track, we weren't going to stress, we were just going to see what happened.

Well, February 12th came, and after being a few days late, I took out the pregnancy test that I bought in November and at 5:30 in the morning found out that I was in fact, pregnant.

Joel and the dog had left five minutes before to go for a run, so I was all alone processing this news and I'll be honest with you, I was mainly terrified. In my wildest dreams I didn't think I would get pregnant so fast or so easily. I know the heartbreak so many women go through and I had begun to prepare myself for that being a possible journey.

When Joel got home from his run, I was shaking and crying in bed and he walked in with a coffee for me and after one look at me, he thought for sure someone had died. He handled my next 30 minutes of crazy very, very well. He stayed calm, cool, and collected and really proved to me that he was going to be such a good dad and partner during this crazy wild ride. He sat on the bed, calmly listened to my irrational thoughts, sometimes laughed, and took in the news that his life was changing that very second too.

My mom, Grandma, cousin Gia, Aunt Betty, and Aunt Geeg all landed that morning in Los Angeles. I had no idea how I was even going to function, but I tried. My nerves were still so frazzled and I didn't know how, or what, or when to tell my mom or what to do next.

After I picked them up, the day was just....insane.

The valet driver at lunch left my car running in 90 degree heat (on the blacktop or a parking lot), so my battery died, they had to jump it, and I had it to take it to Jiffy Lube to test to make sure it was ok. I literally dropped the group on the side of the road (including my 86 year old Grandmother), hightailed it to Jiffy Lube, tried to regain my composure and after a good report, went back into town to try and find them.

The day was hot, beyond stressful, and I was just freaking out the eff out. As luck would have it everyone's phone's had died so I am now walking around downtown Westwood sweating and screaming for my mom.

When I finally found her, I told her she needed to take a walk with me and I dropped the bomb on her in the most spastic and out of control way. I basically threw up my words, "Mom, I'm freaking out, I took a pregnancy test, and it was positive"....were something along the lines of what came out.

She was Not expecting that report from my time at Jiffy Lube so I'm pretty sure I threw her for a shocking loop. She was exactly what I needed at the moment though, she calmed me down and gave me the advice to just keep moving through the day.

When we got home, we were able to really take in the news, relax a little, and just take our time with this. Pregnancy is a LONG road, and I'm an impatient person, so having my mom here and able to just slow my crazy, was very, very helpful and reassuring.

My mom, Joel, Gia, and Aunt Geeg went to dinner that night at Milo and Olive and had an impeccable dinner. Pastas, pizzas, dessert....the whole nine yards. I played it very cool and had a NA beer...stayed majorly under the radar and didn't even mind it.

I'm pretty sure my aunt asked Joel and I that night about 10 times when we were going to start having babies of our own......which was hilarious. We squirmed and looked down, but my mom, Joel, and I just kept giving each other hilarious, knowing looks.

I went to bed that night, ready to tackle this whole thing as well as I could....and at 4am that morning, I got a frantic call from my girlfriend. Her husband was screaming in pain and needed to be taken to the ER immediately. Their baby was asleep in the crib, and could I come over to stay?

I drove over, crashed on the couch and was home again at 5:30am (he had kidney stones). I got into bed and reflected over the last 24 hours and how I could have never, ever, guessed all of what was to come of that day.....but clearly, this baby has a sense of humor. 

And that was day one of this pregnancy!