Since January, I have had a couple of things to give to Corey when we did get pregnant. I wrapped them up Saturday night, hoping I would finally tell Corey about our little sprout the next morning.
I woke up extra early Sunday morning so I would have plenty of time to share the news with the soon-to-be Daddy. After convincing myself that I actually was pregnant, I went back into our room to tell Corey. I sat on the bed, gift in hand, and started the following conversation:
Me: Corey…
Corey…
COREY!
Corey: What? It’s still dark.
Me: I know, but I have an early anniversary present for you.
Corey: I didn’t think we were doing anniversary gifts. I have to open it right now?
Me: Yes, right now.
I handed him the gift and waited with anticipation as he sleepily unwrapped it.
Corey: Is this for in the future, or are you trying to tell me something?
Me: I am trying to tell you that I am pregnant!
After the initial shock, he admitted that he is excited. A little scared, as expected, but excited nevertheless.