The Beginning of it All

I tend to start things right in the middle of the action so I thought I would jump back to the beginning for today and tell you the story of how our baby came to be…

It started about a year ago when I finally found out why I was so sick…for those of you who don’t know I have a severe gluten intolerance. It wrecked havoc on my body, lost 10 pnds in less than a year…and with a very slight frame and difficulty gaining weight; this is NOT a good thing. The doctors were frank with me; my body was malnourished and damaged…having children may not be in my future and definitely not my immediate future! Ricky and I love kids, but we decided…if God wanted us to have kids then he would give them to us…either by my body or by our hearts…we wanted to adopt even if we were able to conceive so it was an easy decision. We got married on July 25th, 2009 and decided to wait at least 2-3 yrs to try to conceive to give my body time to recover.

Fast forward 7 months, it’s Valentine’s Day…and hey, we’re not huge on the “Hallmark Holidays” but for once Ricky had the day off and it was our 1st Valentine’s Day together as husband and wife…

Some background for you: While we were dating Ricky bought a shirt that had written out “The Perfect Day”… It went something like this...

The Perfect Day

1. Eat Breakfast

2. Play Video Games

3. Eat Lunch

4. Play Video Games

5. ETC…You get the idea…

Well, I took exception to this shirt…there was nothing on there about doing anything with any other PEOPLE like hey maybe your girlfriend! And it wouldn’t have been so bad except, Ricky was REALLY like that for a time…he ate, slept and played video games! So every chance I got I hid the shirt…this didn’t work very well…finally I had a better idea…I wrote my own version titled “My Perfect Day” and texted it to him…it went something like this…

My Perfect Day

1. Sleep in late snuggled up with my Ricky

2. Eat breakfast in bed with my Ricky

3. Watch a silly movie in our pj’s with my Ricky

4. Eat lunch somewhere I’ve never been with my Ricky

5. ETC…each thing ended “with my Ricky”

The idea was to make a point…apparently it did because the list magically reappeared almost a year later when we were married 7 months on Valentine’s Day. Ricky decided as my gift that he was going to give me “My Perfect Day”… It didn’t go exactly as planned but we hit some of the items on the list like eating lunch at Ooka Sushi in Montgomeryville, somewhere we had never been before. And then we took a nap since we didn’t get to sleep in since it was Sunday…and then well, we did what married people do and it seems that somewhere in the fine print of “My Perfect Day”, God wrote “Make a baby” because that’s what we did…Oops *giggles*

We of course didn’t know this so we proceeded on with the day and got ready to go salsa dancing… Ricky called me in the kitchen and from the sound of his voice I could tell he was up to something, sure enough there he stood with his “The Perfect Day” shirt and a lighter…Whoosh! The shirt went up in flames in the middle of the kitchen with me hollering, “Holy Crap! You’re gonna burn the house down!!” Thankfully Ricky had a pot and lid ready to dump the thing into so the house was saved… I was incredulous and told him he could’ve just given the shirt away, but he said this sent a better message… (yes, that I married a piro lol) but I appreciated the gesture immensely!

We fell into bed that night, exhausted and happy…it really was perfect because we just had a grand ol’time being best friends and lovers…

Fast forward 2 weeks… I’m in Target’s baby section buying a baby shower gift for a friend with my sister and suddenly double over the Dunkin Donuts bag that we had in the cart… My vanilla chai latte wanted to come back up… Maria was very concerned, but I told her not to worry it was probably a cross-contamination thing and I was just having a gluten reaction…”or maybe I’m just allergic to the Baby Section lol” (yes, I had jokes)…

Fast forward 3 more weeks… no period, ok I think that’s probably because I got contaminated with gluten and my body’s recovering, it’s just late… 5 days… still nothing… Okay, maybe this is NOT a gluten thing…hmmm…so I go to the pharmacy to get a test and I want to use cash so Ricky doesn’t see the purchase on the bank account and ask questions… I only had $9…low and behold, the test came to exactly $9… <- This is the first moment where I go, I think I know what this test is gonna say when I take it…

That night I dreamed that I was pregnant <- second moment…so when I woke at 7 am I ran to the bathroom bursting with anticipation… And not even 30 secs, there it was in all its blue lined glory…

PREGNANT!

…The next few minutes were a blur of laughing, crying, screaming silently, spinning, sitting and gazing at the little test in amazement… then came the realization, I have to tell Ricky! But I can’t, he’s barely coherent at 7 am most days and completely incoherent at 7 am on a Saturday!!! So I wait…2 and a half brutally arduous hours… til I couldn’t stand it anymore! He was getting up! So I decided to make this as pleasant as possible…I made breakfast and wrote a note to him from the baby telling of its arrival which I laid by his dish with the positive test and went to wake him up.

He stumbled out of bed with a sleepy smile on his face and sat down… his eyes caught the note, but didn’t register… then he realized it was for him and started to read it… I knew the moment he started to wake up because his eyes just got bigger and bigger…and then all he could say was “Wow”… (this is the part where you switch to his blog for his full reaction lol http://rickyhusbandfatherbboy.blogspot.com/).

The most ironic part of this whole story is that my first maternity appointment with my doctor was already scheduled…it was just scheduled as an appointment to change birth control lol! …but hey God has a sense of humor He was reserving the appointment for me, I just didn’t know it!

So there it is my friends… that’s the little caramel latte’s story…