Telling the grandparents

We told our parents they were going to be grandparents on Father's Day. At this point, we were about 8 weeks along. This was exciting for us, because this is the first grandchild on both sides. For several weeks, we couldn't decide how we wanted to tell them. After bouncing a bunch of ideas around, we finally decided on this...

In case you can't see it, it is a Father's Day card with our first ultrasound picture inside. The card says "Happy Father's Day! You're going to be a GRANDPA!"

We went to my parents house first. The whole ride over I thought I was going to be sick. I was so nervous to tell them! I don't know, I can't really explain it. I knew they would be shocked and were not expecting this, so I was prepared for blank stares and "are you serious? no really, are you really serious?" So, holding true to my predictions, that was pretty much what we got from my parents and brothers. It was classic. Before this, my parents had not ever mentioned a word to me about having a child, or giving them a grandchild. I felt no pressure, which meant Brian and I could start a family when we were ready to start a family. This is probably why shocking them with our news was so fun. Personally, a month later, I think they are still in shock.

Several hours later, we headed over to Brian's parents house. Remember what I said about my family? Now think about the complete opposite. That pretty much sums up the Fields' and their reactions. They always talked about how they wanted us to start a family, so I knew that they wouldn't be as shocked, but instead, start celebrating pretty much immediately. It was pretty funny. Especially since it took Brian's little sister a few minutes to figure out what an ultrasound picture meant... haha! Maybe we should have just come out and said "we're pregnant!" instead of implying it :)

After we told them, we made them promise to keep it a secret for a few more weeks. Like most first time moms, I was freaking out the majority of the first trimester that something was going to happen to the baby and we were going to lose it, even though we saw a heartbeat and I was experiencing all the normal symptoms. I just wanted to make sure everything was going to be okay. Making our families promise to keep a secret as big as this was really not nice of us. We pretty much received a daily phone call from both sides of the family asking if they could tell anyone yet, OR "just let us know when it's okay to tell." This was torture for them. We think that the second time around, we'll wait longer... until we are ready for the world to know.

Now that the world DOES know, we feel relieved and finally excited about the reality of being parents. Breaking the news was fun for us, but having something so sacred and special that just the two of us got to share for a little while was probably the best :)