Until the next morning. Arsen and I got up early and ran some errands, and by the time we made it home around 10 am I was dying to tell my mom. We had plans to go over to a friends place that night, and I knew there would be drinking, so I thought what better way to avoid an awkward situation where people were wondering why on earth I wouldn't have a drink than to invite my mom up and tell her that day? So I gave her a call and invited her to come have a "girls day" with me.
Not suspicious at all, right? Randomly call on a Saturday morning and ask her to drive 4 hours for a day of fun. She said it didn't even cross her mind until she was halfway to Dallas that I might possibly have some exciting baby news to share. But, according to her, the minute I opened the door she just knew.
Arsen was supposed to be leaving around 5 to go over to our friends place, but he really, really wanted to be there to tell her with me and see her reaction. Of course, since my mom is just like me, she was running a bit behind schedule. So it was almost 5:30 by the time she got into town and Arsen and I were both basically pacing the floor in anticipation. Since I was doing all of this on such a whim, I just pretty much re-did my presentation that I had for Arsen with a few Nana-specific items.
I saw her pull up in front of the house, so I grabbed Addie and opened the front door. She was on the phone in her car, so she sat there looking at me while she ended her call, and Addie was fighting to get out of my arms because she saw a car out front and was ohsoexcitedshecouldn'ttakeit. So the minute my mom got out of the car and Addie saw it was NANA (her very favorite person) she leaped out of my arms and took off sprinting to her. This is my moms take on the situation: When she saw me standing in the doorway I was glowing and she just knew, and the reason Addie ran to her like that is because Addie also knew, and she wanted to be the one to share the news with Nana. This is exactly why Arsen always calls my mom a hippie. Her take on things is always interesting.
Anyway, so after she came in and sat down for approximately .2 seconds, I told her I wanted to show her something we got for the bedroom. When she walked in and saw everything on the bed, she immediately clapped her hands together and starting jumping around. Arsen was hoping for tears, but I was pleased with the obvious joy :)
That Thursday night we headed out to Oklahoma for the weekend. I had been wondering what the best way to tell my dad would be. I wanted it to be perfect. My dad is almost 70, so he has been ready for a grandchild for several years. He often has made comments about hoping he's still around to see his grandkids...don't let him fool you though, he seems 10 years younger than he is, so he's fine. I think he just liked to guilt trip me.
So since his birthday had been that Tuesday, it was the perfect set up. I told him I had a birthday gift for him. He started opening things up, and I swear it took him forever to figure out what was going on. There was a baby blanket, pacifiers, and a frame that said "I Love Grandpa". His girlfriend Monie was there, and she said "Oh my God!". Dad was so confused and said "What?". She said something along the lines of "How on earth have you not figured this out? She's pregnant!!!". It was absolutely hilarious. He looked at me and said "Are you really?", and when I said yes he sat back in his chair real fast and was very, very quiet for several mintues. I hate to put this out for everyone to read, but it was quite obvious that he was holding back tears. Arsen had been waiting for someone to cry, so I think he was pretty pleased with that reaction.
After we had our first ultrasound and heard the heartbeat and everything we were comfortable with the news getting out. So the minute we left the doctor's office Arsen gave his dad a call. They were speaking in Russian, so I'm not sure exactly what was said, but it was a quick convo. Arsen said it was something along the lines of "You're going to be a grandpa!" and his dad said something like "Oh! Good, great news!", and then yada, yada for a few seconds and goodbye. I asked if Arsen thought he was getting off the phone to call all of his friends and tell them, and he said most likely.
Once all of the grandparents knew, and a few close friends, and obviously Arsen's siblings, I pretty much shut down telling anyone else until close to the end of the first trimester. Arsen was absolutely dying to tell everyone he knew, so it was a bit of a challenge for him, but he handled it well. I'm so glad we waited. I think it was special to have it just between us and a few loved ones for awhile. And it also made it more exciting when we finally got to tell.
But I must say, what a relief it is to be able to talk about it now! Man, hiding it was so tough. All I have is baby on the brain...so coming up with anything to talk about that doesn't involve that in some way was a challenge.
Alright, I've still got that whole constantly exhausted thing going on, so I'm off to bed! Goodnight friends.