you're going to be a daddy!!

as we spent the new year's eve with friends, kyle proudly announced to everyone that his new years resolution was to make a baby! flash forward 4 months later, and he was proudly writing "the day" on our calender. april 6th we found out we were pregnant... resolution accomplished, with 8 months to spare.

on "the day," it was actually pretty hectic. kyle was working an insane amount of hours. i was nannying for giacomo, who is now 14 months. i had taken pregnancy tests the months before, hoping they would pop up positive, but deep down knowing it just wasn't time for baby morgan yet. so on this particular day, i got home from work, and nonchalantly thought, hey... i could be pregnant, why not give it a try? so i very calmly took the test (ie gracefully peed on the stick), casually set it down on the counter & set a timer for 2 minutes. i occupied myself, pretending like it was no big deal that this stick could potentially change everything for kyle and i. the timer went off. into the bathroom i went. the stick said pregnant.... i was stunned and giddy and i yelled at jackie, the only one home, that we're having a baby! she wasn't too interested.

i had always talked with girlfriends about how fun it would be to tell our husbands we're pregnant. they get to surprise us with the proposal to get married, so i had always been excited to give this little gift of a surprise to kyle. the only bad thing was i found this all out 5 minutes before i was supposed to leave to pick him up from work. i had no plan on how the big reveal would go down. and i looked like a mess. oh, and right after i picked kyle up, we were supposed to head to our small group. maybe not the best time for life-changing news...

i quickly gathered supplies and made a little scavenger hunt around the house. little clues & notes for kyle to lead him into the guest bedroom, which will soon become the nursery. i set it all up (which took about 45 minutes), made myself look somewhat cute and headed to the hospital. as i pulled up, i could tell dr. kyle wasn't so happy... as he got in the car, he asked, "andrea, do you at least have an excuse for being late?" (can you tell we're commonly late to places, and 100% of the time it's my fault?) not wanting to ruin the surprise, i soberly shook my head no and apologized. i asked about his day. he sad it was horrible. i asked if at least any part was good. no way jose was his reply. i told him i would do my best to make it better. oh happy day to become a daddy!

we got home and i let kyle know we were going to be late to small group, but i had a good reason why. he opened the door and inside, found candles lit and the first of the notes for the hunt. the stress of the day slowly started to melt with each note, which revealed little reasons why i love the man he is and am so thankful he's my husband. finally, after i was about to burst, he made it to the last last stop -"baby's room." as he walked inside, i handed him a card... and taped inside was the pregnancy test. kyle later admitted he thought i had more of a "romantic" surprise planned, so you can imagine his total shock finding the "pregnant" stick at the end of his journey. this was all to tell him our family was growing. he's a daddy. we're going to be parents. all i know is once he opened that card, he couldn't stop smiling. and i have to admit it was pretty contagious. our life had changed in one hectic day. and we were in total awe.... i told you i'd try to make your day better, kyle. hope i did :)