We are going way back for this post. About nine years to be exact. As part of my goal for this blog of recording events for my boys from their childhood, I thought that I might as well start from the beginning. The moment we found out we were having a baby, three times, three different stories.
Greyson's story begins with us waiting purposely for nine years before deciding we were ready to be parents. We didn't have to wait long. He made himself known the second month of "trying". I remember taking a test and leaving it in the bathroom for the full three minutes. Rod and I decided to look at it at the very same moment so it would be news to both of us at the same time. After our three minutes of eternity, we walked into the bathroom together with our eyes averted from the counter, looked at each other, counted to three, then looked at the little plastic stick. My eyes immediately filled with tears when the two lines appeared and started happy dancing. Rod looked a bit confused, although he was happy and laughing and asking, "what do the two lines mean again?" I shouted, "We're having a baby!!" We just hugged and cried and laughed. It felt like an out of body experience. That was THE defining moment of my life. I would never be the same again. I was going to be a Mommy and I was truly elated. We went out to lunch to celebrate. I remember sitting in the Z Tejas Grill in Highlands Ranch, CO and looking around at all the people going about their everyday lives not knowing my precious secret. There was a tiny, little bitty life inside me and only Rod and I knew. What an incredible feeling to know that we were bringing life into the world. After lunch we ran over to Babies R Us and each picked out a little outfit in green and white, went home and hung them in the closet of the nursery to be and started planning and dreaming.
Zane's story began when we knew we should get started on another baby since Greyson was two. Again, I got pregnant in the second month of "trying". I just knew I was born to be a Mommy and after the long wait to start a family, I didn't want to wait any longer to add another one. Same brand of test, same bathroom, and two lines again. This time Rod knew what it meant. In that moment I believe he saw dollar signs, college funds, etc... We had sweet little Greyson in on the results this time. He went into the bathroom and brought the stick to us. I just started happy crying and hugging Rod and Greyson. Greyson just watched all the commotion, not sure what it was about. We video taped him showing the stick to the camera and saying that we were having a baby. I was absolutely thrilled to be pregnant again. I just couldn't wait to meet the precious little life that was on his way.
Silas was an unexpected and wonderful surprise. We knew we wanted three children and we were going to do the "trying" thing when Zane reached two years. I went to my doctor for a checkup when Zane was nine months old. I scheduled it during Rod's lunch so that he could sit in the car with Greyson and Zane while I ran in for the appointment. The doctor asked if I was trying to get pregnant again since the nurse listed "no birth control" on the chart. I told her, "No. Why? Am I pregnant?" She said she didn't know, but she would run a test. I just told her there was no birth control listed because I was there to get some more. She left the room for a few minutes and came back carrying a baggie with a stick in it. Oh, I know those sticks! They usually have two lines. She held it up and said, "Congratulations! You're pregnant." I felt my head spinning and for a moment I thought I would pass out and fall right off that paper covered table. "What? Zane is only nine months old!" I sort of floated out to the receptionist. She asked me a question about another appointment and I remember telling her, "I don't even know my own name right now." I found Rod in the car reading the newspaper. He asked, "How did it go?" without looking up from what he was reading. I said, "Good. A little different than I expected." There was a long pause. He was still looking at the paper, so I finally said, "Uh... we're having another baby." The newspaper lowered slowly, he swung his head around to look at me and was speechless. I held up the little baggie with the stick with two lines, and repeated, "We're having another baby!" We both broke into laughter and really didn't know what to say. We were in disbelief, yet so happy that again, we would know the absolute joy of adding a little baby to our sweet family. I think it was in that moment that Rod thought, "Note to self, have the snip snip immediately after this one is born."
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