My second baby, Abel, is now a month old. So I think it's about time to document my first baby's birth story. She's almost two and a half.
We had been married for a little over seven months when we found out we were pregnant with Addie.
I was teaching seventh grade, and I remember doing SOL prep on a rainy day. I remember it was rainy, because twelve year olds smell like wet dogs when it rains, and that's not a smell you soon forget. I also remember, because I felt funny and kept my rain coat on all day and those same wet-dog seventh graders made fun of me.
By the end of the day, some part of me knew I was pregnant. At this point, that should have been impossible, or at least a medical anomaly. We were actively preventing pregnancy and had just made our five-year plan, which 100% didn't include having a baby. But I felt like there was in alien inside of me, and I just knew.
I called Taylor on my way home from school as I often did in those days. He left school around the same time I did, so we would catch up and plan the rest of our evenings on the way home. I remember calling him and saying, "I think I'm pregnant," and he just kind of laughed it off. This may or may not be because most months early in our marriage I was worried I was pregnant, again, even though it should have been impossible. Just adjusting to married life and all that entailed, friends.
I told Taylor I couldn’t wait til I got home and drink the coke that I’d been saving in the fridge for a little pick-me-up.
“Oh, I took that for lunch today. Was I not suppose to?” He said.
I honest to God started crying.
“I’m really mad right now and I don’t want to say anything I’ll regret. So I need to hang up and I’ll talk to you when we’re at home and I’m not so angry,” I said. And hung up.
Yeah. Definitely pregnant.
I called back a few minutes later and told him I was serious, I needed him to pick up a pregnancy test. He said, “Oh, the drugstore isn’t really on my way home...”
Now, by reading this, you’re going to think my husband is an ass. He really isn’t. But this was for sure not his best day.