Spreading the News

It's so fun letting people in on the big secret!

Timing is everything!

Jeff's Grandpa Anderson was recently visiting from Texas so this past Sunday we all got together for a family dinner. Jeff and I went to his parents house early in the afternoon to watch the Vikings game and visit with the family. We had decided that we would tell everyone, but it was Jeff's decision as to how and when. At around 4:00 everyone was in the living room with the exception of me and my mother-in-law Kathy. Jeff called for us to join everyone in the living room. I went and sat down by him and started to play with Frankie, mostly because I was nervous that I was going to start crying. Jeff looked at me and said "well, are you going to tell them?" I stared back and tried to look confused - oh no you don't! You're not throwing me under the bus! I replied "what are you talking about?". He said "you know, your news." I said, "hey, this is your deal, I don't know what you are talking about." I could see a somewhat confused look on my sister-in-law Terry's face. Finally Jeff said "well, Kel took a pregnancy test, and it was positive." Everyone got very excited and we all started the congratulatory hugs. Jeff's Grandpa even called his wife Sherry who had stayed home in Texas and told her the good news. It was a great moment for the Anderson family. We spent the rest of the visit trying to come up with girl names (we have the boy name picked out already!) By the way, I never cried! :)


Letting my side in on it

The only family members I've told so far are my mom and stepdad. On Monday I emailed my mom and told her I was going to the book store then stopping by her house so we could work out some details of my nephews first bday party. I bought a book for my mom that she asked for, What to Expect when You're Expecting as well as The Pregnancy Bible. I brought the bag of books in with me when I got to her house and plopped them down on the couch next to me. She started telling me all about their weekend at the cabin and the fishing they did. Then we started talking about the bday party plans. Finally after about 20 minutes my bladder started screaming at me (a wonderful symptom of pregnancy - uberpeeing!) I couldn't risk going to the bathroom and my mom digging through the bag and discovering my new books with me not there. I moved the bag to the coffee table and her natural reaction was to reach in and grab her new book. She asked how much it was and I said the receipt was in the bottom. She opened the bag further and saw the What to Expect book. She looked at me and said "why do you have this? Are you pregnant?" I shrugged my shoulders and said "I don't know." She then grabbed me and hugged me and said "YOU'RE PREGNANT! I'M SO HAPPY!!!". We both got a little teary up a bit and then I told her I was about six weeks along. I then jumped off the couch and nearly ran to the bathroom. When I came out, she was holding a newborn pink Vikings outfit. And so it begins.....HA!



The word is starting to filter out to the rest of our friends and family. I will tell my Grandparents, Dad, and rest of the family at my nephews birthday party. I don't want to steal any of this "thunder" but he's 1...he'll never know! HA!

Life has changed forever...

(better picture to come)

It’s so funny how the past week has gone. I didn’t realize I could be preggers until just last Tuesday. I was going to the bathroom at work and started thinking “hmm…I think I might be a few days late.” I went back to my desk, pulled my calendar off the wall, and started trying to figure out when my last cycle was. I have to admit, I wasn’t keeping very good track over the summer because we weren’t trying all that hard. With my involvement in the Breast Cancer 3 Day, baby making had been slightly put on hold. We just didn’t stress about timing, etc. So when I started doing the math I figured I was about 2 days late. I was wrong. I was 6 days late. I didn’t realize this until the following day when I thought about it a little more. I counted the days on the calendar and found it to be 7 days by then. I started thinking, ok it could be 50/50. I decided not to get too excited because I was late before (only by 3 days) but had already gotten my hopes up, only to be destroyed. I didn’t want to go through that again.


I told Jeff I was late on the 7th day. He didn’t want to believe it either. He just couldn’t get his hopes up again. I understood so we agreed to wait until Saturday to take a test.

By this time I had started putting the pieces of the puzzle together:

Red Wine - I usually really like red wine, but it started tasting awful. I couldn’t even finish a glass.
Coffee – I started getting sick to my stomach when I drank coffee.
Boobs – OH BOY! Do these puppies HURT!
Tired – I usually go to bed between 11-12 – not anymore! I’m in bed by 9:30, sleeping by 10:30!
PEE, PEE, PEE – I need to start wearing heelies to get me to the restroom quicker! I see the bathroom more than the copier these days.
Emotional – I can get moody, but WOW! I was happy and irritated in a 30 second swing at one point. It was strange. Thankfully my emotions are a little more in check. At least for now they are.


So, by day 9 I was 99.9% sure I was preggers. Jeff was still not willing the believe. I left work early to have lunch with a friend and go to the MOA and Ikea. We had a great time and for a few minutes I didn’t think about “baby”. But as soon as I got home, it’s all I could think of. Jeff wasn’t going to be home for a while so I decided to take the test. I wanted to find out for sure so if it was bad news, I could prepare myself and lessen the blow for Jeff. If it was good news, I guess I would be able to deal with the news and just wait to share it with Jeff the next day.

Moment of Truth…. Friday, September 18, 2009 at 6:05PM

I barely even said Hi to Frankie after bringing her in from going potty. I went straight upstairs, into the bathroom, and ripped open the EPT box. As I started to open the wrapper on a test, my heart started raising and my hands started to shake. I could barely concentrate on the directions (even though I knew exactly how to do the testing). I finished peeing on the stick, put the cap on, turned around to place it on the back of the toilet, and pulled up my pants. I walked over to the sink and by the time I had finished washing my hands, the result was in! I glanced over at the test expecting to see the hour glass still turning. Instead I read the word PREGNANT! I immediately gasped and started crying. It was finally happening! I danced around the house with Frankie and kept just saying Thank you GOD! I have never been happier!

Telling the Daddy!

Jeff got home later that night after happy hour with the boys and I decided it wasn’t the right time to give him the good news. We had agreed to test on Saturday, so I wanted to stick to the plan. Well, plans never work out quite right do they? We got up early to prepare for our first Gopher football game at the new TCF Stadium. I thought we might do the test first thing, but Jeff didn’t mention it, so I assumed he wasn’t ready to deal with it. I didn’t push it, and next thing I know we’re in the car heading out. Ok, I guess we’ll wait. A few hours later, we were in our AWESOME season ticket seats, enjoying the afternoon when we both watched a dad and little boy – maybe 3 – walk down the aisle (our seats start at the aisle). We both commented on how cute the boy was in his little Gopher jersey and I said to Jeff “won’t that be fun in a few years when you’re bringing our kid to the game?” He just nods and says yep. I decided to go for it. I said, “no, YOU WILL be bringing our kid to the game in a few years.” He just wasn’t getting it, so I had to say “You’re going to be a Daddy.” AH – light bulb goes on. “You took the test?” After I said yes, and told him when I did it, he kissed and hugged me and then went sort of blank. HA!

We’re both SO excited!

Next Installment - telling the fam and friends!

Oh Happy Day!

Guess what Lyso!?

Jeff and I are having a BABY!!!