God and I have been close friends for as long as I remember. However, recently, Milton made me aware of something that I partake in weekly that may need to be cut until after my pregnancy. It took me by surprise when he mentioned it, but it also made complete sense.
Being a lifelong non-drinker, it was never hard for me to not have alcohol while pregnant. But, quickly I forgot about the wine we drink every Sunday at church. We are Episcopalian, so when I say wine, I mean wine and not grape juice! So while I think it will be fine to dip my wafer in the wine, until my next OB-GYN visit there will be no “vino” at the alter.
Sweatpants and workout pants are my standard staple for daily clothes – and that’s a great thing. But, everyone once in a awhile, I have to put other clothes on to hangout with friends. Most ladies know the hatred that comes with purchasing and just putting on jeans in general. It rarely, if ever, is a fun experience. It especially isn’t fun when your booty and your tummy are both growing. Operation “Let a Button Out” is officially in full effect!!
The day is finally here! We’ve waited two months to tell the world our joyful news! Our closest family and friends came over for what they thought was a Graduation/Holiday Open House party at our house. Milton was able to wear his Dress Blue uniform and everyone thought he looked dapper. It was great to see everyone sitting around and talking together. New friends quickly became old friends.
The party was from 2-4pm but we told everyone that we had a special graduation presentation at 3:00pm. As 3:00pm rolled around, Milton’s close friend Rob was still driving from out-of-town. We tried to wait for him, but as 3:20 arrived, I became antsy and we decided to go on and spread the news. We (well I) wanted to do something creative so I wrapped a box (that we referred to as his graduation present) and he pulled out a black t-shirt. Everyone could only see the front of it, but didn’t know there was writing on the back. Milton looked excited and said “Oh, you got me a shirt to match yours. Show them your shirt!”
You could hear people start to get curious as I revealed my “Baby Turner” t-shirt and everyone was so excited. Then Milton turned his shirt around and revealed his “Baby Turner’s Daddy” shirt! LOVE IT!
Although we recorded it happening, I realized after watching the video that I never looked at everyone’s expression. The entire time I was watching Milton and smiling. Hooray to finally let the news out and celebrating with everyone. Although I was completely exhausted once everyone left (and the headache returned), I will never forget how awesome of a day today was and how blessed we are to have such amazing and diverse friends and family!
The time was getting nearer. My husband and I decided to wait until the end of the first trimester to tell anyone, not even his parents. Our OB-GYN suggested we wait 13, instead of 12, weeks. The NT Test was at the end of 12 weeks and we were told it would take 7-10 days before we received results. I just prayed that the results came before our gathering the following weekend.
Well, THAT phone call came on a Tuesday morning, early on a Tuesday morning. You always get nervous when you see the doctor’s number pop up on your phone. As I answered the phone, the call was short, sweet and to the point. “All first trimester results are within normal range.”
I love to be creative. I love making creative shirts. I made them for my friends several years ago. One friend waited seven months to tell her out-of-town relatives she was pregnant. I made her a shirt that said “Knocked Up”. When I told Milton I was pregnant, he had a baby Turner shirt. So now it was time to make a Baby Turner shirt to reveal to our family/friends.
But wait! This time was different. Something didn’t seem to fit the same. The battle of the bulge started stretching the letters in my mid-section. Yikes! Please don’t tell me I’m already graduating from a size small!
MYT is Me! 