Baylor Bud Wright is nothing short of a miracle.
I tossed and turned in our bed ALL night long just waiting for the slightest bit of light to shine through the blinds. See my husband knows me all too well and made me wait until I was at least 2 weeks late on my period until he would let me take a test. Now he's not the crazy controlling husband who doesn't let me do what I want...but he knows that if I had it my way that I would literally take at least 2 tests a day in hopes that maybe one would pop positive. So to save the disappointment and exhausting attempts he made me wait... I mean it was the most logical option. It literally felt like Christmas eve night. You know when you were a kid and you knew if you fell asleep fast that morning would come, but you were also way too excited to fall asleep. Yeah that was me, except I knew I wasn't waking up to presents, I was waking up to pee on a stick that would determine whether or not I was going to be a mom. Sunshine slowly crept into our room and I rolled over and shook my husband. At first it was soft and gentle but then it turned into a continual shake until he popped his eyes open and said "okay okay, lets go". The night before we bought a pregnancy test so we were already prepared. We both go into the bathroom and run the drill. Now we wait.... for what it feels like the longest 2 minutes of our lives... But it didn't even take 2 minutes. We bought one of those fancy tests that already tell you how far you may be. It instantly popped up "Pregnant 3+" . I looked at my husband and he looked at me. We were both in shock. I was beaming with excitement. I wanted to tell the WHOLE WORLD, except I couldn't. We wanted to do this in a secretive fashion. We had to tell both of our siblings first because you know there's certain seniority with siblings. They get to know things first before the parents. so after the text blast to the sisters we had a plan in the making. I would tell my mom and dad first and then we would tell his parents. In a perfect world we would have gotten EVERYONE together and done it that way, but it would have been WAY to obvious. Step one; make a fake card and put it in the mail and convince mom to check it. Success, she got the mail. My sisters and I nonchalantly asked mom to open the mail. I can't remember the excuse we used for her to open the letter but it was good and she didn't expect a thing. My older sister had the camera ready, camera rolling. My husband and I sat in the hallway just waiting for a reaction. Waiting for them to run down the hall in excitement. 3..2..1. I hear " Nuhh-uhh. Are you serious?" followed by quick footsteps shuffling down the hall. Instantly tears filled my eyes and I pushed out a yeah through a giddy smile. The card read "Congrats, you're going to be grandparents".
I tossed and turned in our bed ALL night long just waiting for the slightest bit of light to shine through the blinds. See my husband knows me all too well and made me wait until I was at least 2 weeks late on my period until he would let me take a test. Now he's not the crazy controlling husband who doesn't let me do what I want...but he knows that if I had it my way that I would literally take at least 2 tests a day in hopes that maybe one would pop positive. So to save the disappointment and exhausting attempts he made me wait... I mean it was the most logical option. It literally felt like Christmas eve night. You know when you were a kid and you knew if you fell asleep fast that morning would come, but you were also way too excited to fall asleep. Yeah that was me, except I knew I wasn't waking up to presents, I was waking up to pee on a stick that would determine whether or not I was going to be a mom. Sunshine slowly crept into our room and I rolled over and shook my husband. At first it was soft and gentle but then it turned into a continual shake until he popped his eyes open and said "okay okay, lets go". The night before we bought a pregnancy test so we were already prepared. We both go into the bathroom and run the drill. Now we wait.... for what it feels like the longest 2 minutes of our lives... But it didn't even take 2 minutes. We bought one of those fancy tests that already tell you how far you may be. It instantly popped up "Pregnant 3+" . I looked at my husband and he looked at me. We were both in shock. I was beaming with excitement. I wanted to tell the WHOLE WORLD, except I couldn't. We wanted to do this in a secretive fashion. We had to tell both of our siblings first because you know there's certain seniority with siblings. They get to know things first before the parents. so after the text blast to the sisters we had a plan in the making. I would tell my mom and dad first and then we would tell his parents. In a perfect world we would have gotten EVERYONE together and done it that way, but it would have been WAY to obvious. Step one; make a fake card and put it in the mail and convince mom to check it. Success, she got the mail. My sisters and I nonchalantly asked mom to open the mail. I can't remember the excuse we used for her to open the letter but it was good and she didn't expect a thing. My older sister had the camera ready, camera rolling. My husband and I sat in the hallway just waiting for a reaction. Waiting for them to run down the hall in excitement. 3..2..1. I hear " Nuhh-uhh. Are you serious?" followed by quick footsteps shuffling down the hall. Instantly tears filled my eyes and I pushed out a yeah through a giddy smile. The card read "Congrats, you're going to be grandparents".