I just realized that I jumped over how I told Jacob about Baby L and immediately started talking about how we told our family, so today I'm going to rewind a bit and start at the beginning.
Jacob and I had always planned to start trying for a baby around our one year anniversary, but because of all the horror stories I had heard about people having trouble conceiving (and the fact that I had been on birth control for YEARS), we decided to start trying a little earlier than planned.
Our first month of TTC, was unsuccessful and I spent my birthday week crying over a (read: many) negative pregnancy tests. I had told Jacob all I wanted for my birthday was a baby and I was heartbroken. So he, being the amazing husband that he is, had gone to the bookstore and gotten me a Pregnancy Journal for my birthday. I was confused at first because I wasn't pregnant, but he said "there is information you have to fill out before we get pregnant, so now is the perfect time for you to start this journal." It was the most thoughtful gift ever and I was so proud of him for thinking of that!
On to month two of TTC...
I always planned to do something cute to tell Jacob he was going to be a Dad, but it took me awhile to figure out the perfect way. I didn't want to do a onesie since we didn't know the gender and it would be so long before that got use, so I finally decided to get a book. I found a book called "She's Having a Baby and I'm Having a Breakdown" and instantly knew that was the one! It had a lot of good information in it, but was written to be kind of humorous, so it was right up his alley! I bought the book about a month before we got pregnant, so I had to hide it from him for quite awhile (which was very difficult because I suck at keeping secrets).
We got back from vacation on Sunday September 6th and had the following day off work, at which point Jacob started bugging me to take a pregnancy test. I told him no, it was too early! I won the battle and didn't test until Wednesday morning. I wasn't expecting to get a positive since it was still pretty early to be testing (and since I had peed on so many sticks the previous month and repeatedly got negatives), so I was dumbfounded when I saw two lines. I immediately took another test (a more expensive one than the first) and again, saw two lines! I couldn't believe it, so I immediately made Jacob get out of bed to confirm that he also saw two lines. At this point I had already ruined the surprise of telling him but I didn't care--I had to make sure I didn't have line eyes! He then handed over my digital tests that he had been hiding from me (because I have no self control) and after the longest couple of minutes ever, we were greeted with the "Pregnant 1-2" message!! I think Jacob was still in denial/shock at this point so while he was in the other room, I got his book out and handed it to him and he immediately sat down and started reading it.
I had, at this point, spent like 15 minutes peeing on sticks so I had to hurry and get ready for work so I could run out the door, but not before taking hundreds (sight exaggeration) of pictures of the tests.
As you can tell, we are not the most photogenic people (especially in the mornings), but at least we got photo proof! Haha.
We did a retake that evening and it turned out slightly better, but it's hard to get a good picture when you are that excited!
So, in the end, I didn't get to surprise Jacob with the news, but I don't think I would change a thing about that wonderful day!
Final thoughts: I am still shocked (and eternally thankful) that we got pregnant as quickly as we did. My heart goes out to the couples who spend months/years TTC. I can't even begin to imagine the emotional rollercoaster that comes with that process and I still feel guilty that we were so lucky.