Joey and I were so excited about our news, but we had decided not to tell our families until we had everything confirmed by a Dr. Though he did tell our pastor because he just couldn't hold it in! I most defnitely did not want to tell my family over the phone, not only because this is their first grandchild, but because after two years I wanted to celebrate with them. We made a plan to get down there without them suspecting anything because we had just been there a few weeks before for Mother's Day. Our anniversary was on the 18th and my parents was on the 17th, they had planned a big trip for their 40th and were going to leave early Friday morning and be gone for a week. We told them we wanted to come down to the coast for our anniversary just to get away and have some alone time and we wanted to stay at their house while they were gone so we wouldn't have to get a hotel and so we could just relax.
I was able to schedule my Dr. appt for early Thursday afternoon, I also had Nacho at the groomer's that day so we could just pick him up right after our appt and be on our way to Mississippi. So we went to our Dr. appt and I didn't know what to expect. The lady on the phone told me they don't schedule the first appt until you are 8 weeks (which I just think is crazy because especially for first time moms, you don't know what to do and not do and just need to be reassured!) but then the lady scheduled me for just under my 6 week mark, I didn't argue! I didn't know if they would do an ultrasound because I knew I was pretty early, but I was so excited when they brought the machine in! My Dr. came in and told me that we might not see the baby or hear the heartbeat, but that we should see a sack developing. But even though I wasn't even 6 weeks yet, we saw the baby (measuring in at a whopping 2 millimeters!) and we heard Figlet's heartbeat, it was amazing. I just wondered how anyone can argue that at that age it's not really life, but just cells. We were in awe and just so amazed. She said everything looked good and then talked to me about all the details of what to do and what to avoid. When she left the office I just burst into tears and held onto Joey, I couldn't believe this was real.
So we went and picked up Nacho and headed to the coast. Side note: Nacho had the worst grooming experience ever! It looked like I cut his hair and it looked like they waxed his eyebrows! Nacho was a bit traumatized over the whole thing and stayed pretty quiet through the trip. We picked up a pizza and went to my parents house by about 8 that night. I told my parents I had an anniversary present for them before we ate dinner. My heart was beating a million miles a minute, I didn't know why I was so nervous! I had a little box that I handed my parents and a note on the outside. The note said we wanted to get them something really really special for their 40th anniversary and after thinking about it for a while we finally decided on this. When they opened the box there was a small plastic king cake type baby inside. The look on my mom's face was priceless, I will never forget it. Her eyes got really wide, she gasped, smiled and asked if we were serious. My dad started crying and began to talk of how he had been praying for us every week at his men's Bible study. It was an incredible moment! My dad immediately started talking about what he was going to build the baby and my mom started talking about what she needed to sew for the baby's bed! My parents didn't want to even leave on their vacation. They were going to North Carolina and were going to be visiting the Biltmore Mansion on Father's Day and my dad was going to get in free. I asked how they would know he was a dad and my dad said he was bringing his little box with the baby in it to show them he was a grandpa!
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