Monday, November 23, 2009

The BIG SPILL to the grandparents to be ...

From the moment my parents got to our place … my mom was glaring at my belly. When she failed to say anything about my weight … I had suspicions. This is because normally if my belly gets bigger … so does my hips, butt, etc. But they haven’t.

I went to the mall with my mom yesterday … a sale at Coldwater Creek that she just had to go to. While at the mall we stopped in Williams-Sonoma to check on a pot I was eyeing. When in there she asked what other goodies I had my eye on. We traipsed through and showed other items. Last one, of which I prefaced with “this is for the FUTURE”, was the Beaba Babycook. Apparently she didn’t hear me say that part because her next question was “and do you have a need for this now?”. When I said “no not yet” I wasn’t ENTIRELY lying. J Her response was that if it had been my way of telling her I was pregnant it was neat. All I could think of was “be patient woman … only a few more hours and you’ll know”. Lol!!

Left the mall … got home … proceeded to get things ready. Mike had done an excellent job. Truly he really impressed me. He laid out all the appetizers he picked up from the store (grant it most I had TOLD him to get but he still put them in dishes and on platters to be served J). Mom and I washed the china/crystal/flatware and Debbie and Gary arrived soon after. We hung out and munched as I prepped the rest of dinner … just waiting for the “ok” to put it in to be cooked.

Mike went up and grabbed the gifts we’d made for them and put them on the table. He had taken the u/s to Target to get copies made and purchased frames. 2 white and 2 black. Then bought letter stickers to spell out “Hi Grandma/Grandpa” on them. White to the grandma’s and black to the grandpa’s. Then he bought gift bags and put their name in the letters on them. He did such a great job. J

Apparently this is when Debbie became REALLY suspicious. Because we’d requested a parent dinner (even though we’d already done this with no surprises previously planned) and now we


had gifts for them.

So when it was time to plate dinner we said … let’s open the gifts first then have dinner.

Mike made the announcement that “we just have a small gift for you each. It’s the same gift for everyone so the only requirement is to open them at the same time so you don’t spoil it for the next person. It’s just something small that we hope you will all love”. Unfortunately … my mom’s hearing isn’t the best so Debbie and Gary are about to tear open when my mom hasn’t even heard that she was required to open it at the same time. So we had to stop and start over. Made them all put their hands on the present inside … then say go. Debbie tore through that tissue paper like her life depended on it then burst into tears. My mom smiled at me like she knew I’d lied to her earlier. Gary exclaimed “oh no!!” and my dad said “alright!”. It was hysterical actually.

The mom’s did exactly as I thought they would … Debbie balled and my mom got teary eyed. But nonetheless she couldn’t quite let go of me or Mike when she hugged us. I think it took us an extra 45 minutes before we actually ate our dinner … so we had to heat everything up again. No one could believe we waited so long to tell them. But we really wanted to wait until the u/s to be safe. Since Kaiser waits so long.

We did ask that they still not say anything til Thanksgiving. Because most importantly, we’d like to tell the grandmas (Bunny, Connie, Joyce and Virginia), and Donny and Melissa before anyone else. And I also wanted to be able to tell my good friend Ashley in person at lunch on Wednesday since I had to lie to her the week after we found out when we all went to Tahoe together. Her mom is also friends with Debbie so we wanted to make sure I got to tell her and not find out from her mom. And I’m so lucky that my gf Kirsten is in Colorado right now visiting her family. Because now I won’t have to try to call her St. Maarten!!!

They asked if we had books and I proceeded to show them all the books … and I found out I did make a mistake. When I went to buy the books I’d done so under my DAD’s Barnes & Noble account. Realizing that meant he could see it … I quickly ordered them on Amazon. Not realizing I didn’t clear them from the cart!! My dad actually did see them later. My mom told him I was likely getting them for Jamie. Which wouldn’t be that far-fetched.

We let them know that the day we got our flu shots was actually my first appointment and that I also got the H1N1 shot as well. We even found out that Debbie and Gary didn’t know they each had bugged us about me getting the shot “just in case we got pregnant”.

I showed them the CU mobile I bought before we were even engaged … they LOVED it.

They were all congratulating each other … “congrats grandma … congrats grandpa”. It was so cute. Gary said his favorite thing is seeing us so excited about being pregnant. My dad’s 2 cents was how important it was to him and my mom to be very active in their grandchildren’s lives. They didn’t have grandparents who were and neither did Donny and I. Although we didn’t know it until we got older and realized how close other families were. So at least we were dumb to it early on. But that even though they’re in Colo that they really want to be present. That was REALLY nice to hear. Debbie was practically speechless and every time she talked she started to cry. Hahahaha … she told Gary that until Thursday she has laryngitis and that she cannot speak to any of her friends. Mom asked dad if they could leave later (he was already planning on leaving on Sunday) and if she could tell her boss Becky so she could get one more day off.

The mom’s want to go with me to get blood drawn for genetic testing on Saturday … and asked if they could take me to a maternity clothes store too!!! Debbie professed that within the last few weeks she’s collected kid items for just in case. Like a pack-n-play, a highchair, etc. All items that were supposed to be donated that she decided to hold on to for herself (bad good Samaritan – but great timing). My mom even went to give away baby hangers and decided to just to bring them to us for the future … again … what timing.

They asked what we’re nicknaming the baby … we explained the weekly fruit/veggie schedule and they loved it!! So they requested that at the beginning of each week that I email them what we’re calling baby and size etc. I figured … I can handle that. They thought for sure I was only 5-6 weeks and not 10 weeks. Just shocked that he held it from them that long … so are we. I think the only way we got through it was because it was so important to tell them in person and not spoil.

Mike will likely tell work soon … I will tell them after the 12th week is over. They need to know sooner than later because of the job itself and how hectic the arena can be. But I will also only be telling my asst. and exec directors at first. Then as I start to show more … I’ll let the rest of the dept know. The girls will be so excited. They’ve even started to notice my bloated tummy too.

Ugh … we’re so excited … and we get to be excited all over again on Thursday. I think we decided how to tell everyone on Thursday. We contemplated a t-shirt to say it, saying it at grace (what we’re thankful for … ) or just announcing it. But I thought it’d be fun to whisper to Auntie Joyce (Mike’s god-mother) that we’re pregnant. Knowing her she’ll scream … encouraging everyone to come hither to figure out what’s going on … and then asking her to repeat what we’d just said. Mike loved that idea … I do too.

We’ll be picking up grandma bunny on the way to Auntie Joyce’s so we’ll tell her there. But before that … we’ll make phone calls.

Part of me REALLY wants to either send Donny a t-shirt or send one home with my parents that says “World’s Greatest Uncle”. To be honest … my brother is borderline genius … but sometimes he’s truly dense. So I know Jamie will get it right away but I think it’ll take Donny a second. Dad agreed that it would be great … but I just don’t want to wait so long to tell him. Ugh … we’ll figure it out.

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