One down, several to tell...

Husband immediately wanted to go tell everyone.  Thankfully we tempered that down to immediate family.

We took the Halloween cards and wrote on the inside that we were expecting our own pumpkin in June 2014.

Husband called his mom to see where she was.  Unfortunately she was out with friends, so we stopped at my parents house first.

A little back story.  The day before my mom had texted me and asked if I was pregnant.  Random question, she had never done that before.  I scuffed it off and said, of course not.  I wouldn't be so lucky.  Apparently there was a post on someone's Facebook page that several people saw, congratulating a couple with the same names as us.  This couple had just gotten married the weekend prior, but everyone thought it was about husband and I and a pregnancy.  So by the end of Thursday, I had told several people that no we are not expecting and who the congratulations was actually for.  Insert I am a big fat liar.

Keeping that back story in the back of your mind.  When I handed my mom the card, she clearly knew what I was about to tell her.  She didn't really react.  So far, I was 0-2.  She gave me a hug and said congratulations and I tried to explain that I honestly didn't know yesterday, but she still was very distant.  It hurt.  A lot.

My sister squealed.  And that was fabulous.  She poked my tummy a time or two, just enough to piss me off.  But her reaction started to  make up for everyone else's crappy reactions.

Next up was his mom.  We actually went into the bar she was at and gave her the card.  She was instant tears.  I had to keep telling her to hold them in or everyone is going to want to know what's going on! But you could tell she was genuinely happy for us.  The only thing that freaked me out was when she went in for a hug, she grabbed my stomach.  I don't mean she patted it or placed her hand there, she grabbed and shook.  Awkwardddddd

Last was Steve's sister and she started the water works too.  She didn't even get a card.  I just shoved all the pee sticks in her face.  Looking back, that was probably a little tacky.  One that I carried them around and two that I happened to shove them in people's faces.  Awkward much?