Telling Daddy
I tried to be really cool when I found out I was pregnant with my second baby. The first time I found out I was pregnant I just kind of stumbled out of the bathroom, waving the test stick around, crying and laughing at the same time. I wanted the second time to be a really great memory for my husband and I, so I spent the afternoon devising a clever way to tell him that he was going to be a Daddy for the second time.
You see, I figured out I was pregnant on our wedding anniversary when I walked into the grocery store and had that familiar wave of nausea hit me. I was still nursing my first daughter so my period was sporadic at best, so I couldn’t rely on that to tell me that I was with child. I bought a test, took it at home without my husband knowing, and lo and behold I was pregnant again. I was delighted to have some time to figure out some earth-shattering way of telling him.
So here is what I did: I bought a bib that had the words “I love my big sister!” on it and placed it in the bib drawer. I planned on asking my husband to fish out a bib for my daughter, and voila! The perfectly clever way to tell him I was pregnant.
When the time came for lunch I asked him to grab a bib, and when he opened the drawer he stared at the bib and just chuckled. “When did you get this bib?” he asked, still staring. He wasn’t getting it. He didn’t understand. My clever plan had bombed, and now he was just confused while I was waiting for the light bulb to go off in his head.
Luckily I had the positive pregnancy test nearby, so I grabbed it and shoved it in his face and stammered, “Happy anniversary!” Suddenly it all made sense to him, and soon we were hugging, crying, and all that jazz. It may not have been the picture-perfect moment I had envisioned, but at least now we have a funny story about how he found out our son was on the way.
When you’re trying to figure out how to tell your husband that a baby is on the way, it may be better to keep it simple…or at least tell him in a clever way that won’t confuse him.
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Dawn Allcot says...
Funny post!
My friend has devised a plan to tell her husband when they get pregnant for the first time. She bought a book called “The New Fan’s Guide to the Red Sox” or something like that and she’s going to put it on his chair. He’s been a fan his whole life, so why would he need a book like that?
I’m going to show her your blog, though, so that she comes up with a back-up plan, just in case. It’s not just your husband–men just aren’t all that good when it comes to hints!
Science-mom says...
I had to break 2 major news to my husband – the first one was that we`re pregnant (did it by phone) and then then a few weeks later that we were having 2 – twins (again by phone). I wasn`t as imaginative as you are!
AmandaG says...
I recently found out I am pregnant and I was able to surprise my husband with the news! I wrapped the positive pregnancy test and a little onesie that says “My Daa Daa is #1!” in some tissue paper and gave that to him as my belated 10 year anniv gift. He opened it up and didn’t see the test was positive and kind of thought I was giving him the onesie for a child we would one day conceive. He asked, “are you pregnant?” and I told him to look at the test. He was floored.
Heather says...
With my first baby, I found out while my husband was at work so I had time to create a clever plan to surprize him. I went to the store and bought a cake, then decorated it with pacifiers and it’s a boy, it’s a girl signs. I also bought some flowers and put the it’s a boy it’s a girl cards in the flowers, then I dropped them off at a familiar restaraunt that we ate at frequently. They were happy to be part of the surprize. So when he got home I suggested we eat out. The waitresses were so excited you could tell they were nervous. So about half way through our meal the waitress came and asked us if we wanted any dessert? I said ok, my husband looked at me, he was puzzled. Then the waitress said “pie?” and I said yes. She hurried away without clearing our half-eaten plates, then my husband, a little annoyed said “pie? we have ice cream at home!” Then they brought the pie and sat it down and then handed him the flowers. The whole staff came out to see the surprize. I started crying and after a second I blurted out “I am pregnant” Later he told me that he was so confused, he assumed that pie was some kind of special or perhaps it was left overs from another party or something because she didn’t offer us a menu or any dessert options. Then he thought, “well I am not going to pay for a whole pie, I don’t even want any pie.” lol.