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.