Well we finally broke our news to our families on Thanksgiving. Actually Nat told her mom sooner because she wasn't planning to join us for the holiday. She had other plans. So Nat sent her an email with the sonogram picture in it, and then called her right away and told her to check it. Her mom didn't seem to comprehend right away what it was she was looking at. She even asked Nat if the picture was actually hers! Duh. Why would she send her mom a picture of someone else's little baby sprout?
But she was really excited once she realized the sprout was ours and that she'd get to be a grandmother again. (Nat's sister already has two kids.) But she was very insistent that the baby was a girl. Nat and I both disagree because we think it's a boy. And we told her mom not to run out and buy frilly pink stuff just yet. And Nat begged her not buy frilly stuff period because even if it's a girl, she doesn't want to dress her in foofy outfits all the time.
Her mom did a good job keeping it under wraps though, because we had asked her not to blab it to Nat's dad or to my parents. They were all going to be at Thanksgiving dinner, and we wanted to wait to surprise them then.
I kind of had visions of us making this announcement over dinner during some sort of heartfelt speech about what we're thankful for. You know, typical cheesiness. But I also knew me, and my mom, and I knew I'd be lucky if the secret stayed secret for more than 10 minutes. My mom is incredibly anxious to have another grandchild. She told me before that she had high hopes that Jack would have 2 or 3 kids and I'd have the same, and she'd be crawling with small children that she could spoil and love and give back to us at the end of the day.
But since Jack only had one child, and for many years it seemed I was a lost cause who would never reproduce, she sort of gave up. At least until I met Nat. And then about 3 weeks into our relationship I think my mom was praying I'd knock her up. So basically every time we see her, one of the first thing she asks is, "when are you guys having a baby?" And it's always lighthearted and joking around. She's never put any kind of pressure on us or anything. But she is VERY persistent.
So this time was no exception. We were helping her in the kitchen about 15 minutes after we got there. And she tossed out her question again. Usually I answer by saying to her, "OMG, Mom, be patient!" But this time I just told her, "soon...." Cryptic enough, but different enough that it sparked her interest. She asked me, "how soon? When?" And I could see her excitement level rising, and so could Nat. She decided to tell her that she was gonna give me a baby for my next birthday present.
My mom laughed about that and she said, "oh now that would be a great present!" But she didn't think it was serious. She thought Nat was just being a smart ass. So I told my mom, "no seriously, that's what I'm getting." And I watched her wheels turn as she did the math in her head. She was trying to figure out if Nat was already pregnant, or if we were just going to try for this or something. And once she thought back to Thanksgiving 30 years ago when she was pregnant with me, she realized, oh my God!
It was so cool to see her that excited. And she kept telling me that we better not be joking or else she'd have to smack me up. But we weren't joking. And she squished us both with hugs until I told her we couldn't breathe. And that can't be good for the baby right?
But then she proceeded to basically burst out of the kitchen and tell everyone, "Kyle and Nat are having a baby!" So much for my beautiful announcement over dinner. But that's okay. I'm not good with cheesy speeches anyway. And the excitement was still excitement whether the announcement came from me or not.
My dad was really happy and Nat's dad was really happy. My grandparents (who I see exactly once a year and I'm not close to) actually seemed happy. And that's no small feat to make my grandma happy because she's about as crabby assed as they come. Jack and his wife already knew though. But not my niece. She's not a good secret keeper. But once she found out she told Nat very happily, "now you'll need new clothes because your stomach will get fat!"
Ahh yes, this is what kids are like. So honest and straightforward. I guess we better get used to that! My mom got on Jack's case though because he already knew this good news and didn't tell her. Which of course was at my request. But she had asked him last week if I was ever going to have kids and he told her I'd said, "never!" And that made her really sad and apparently even more determined to ask us about it at every turn. He got the mom smack down for lying and making her sad, but he had a good reason! He was throwing her off. And it really just made her even happier when she realized he was a big fat liar.
But it was a really good day and I was happy to have good news to share. The rest of the day was typical Thanksgiving stuff. Lots of food, lots of disapproving glances from my grandma about our clothes and our language and our bad habits. But lots of laughter and fun too.
So now everyone knows that needs to know. It still doesn't quite seem real though. But Nat's pants are all getting really tight and there is a little bump on her belly that we both notice. I don't think anyone else would know yet, but since we both see her naked a lot we can tell :-P But I'm sure once other people start noticing, the whole thing will really sink in. We're having a baby. For real! It's awesome, but it's just so unreal.
I never thought it'd happen to me I guess. I wanted it to, but I still never thought it would....



