After trying to get pregnant for several long, painful, tear-filled months, the appearance of two little pink lines felt like an out-of-body experience. My hands were shaking, my heart was pounding, and I’m sure God was laughing. 😉 I took four more tests to make sure, and what’s comical is how annoyed I was with my body for the cycle being off that month. I assumed it was being wacky because I was stressed or not eating enough calories (I definitely was by the way). I took the test almost out of spite. As I set the stick down, I said to myself, “I know I’m not pregnant.” I was about to get a bath and impatiently waited for the test to finish. When the lines appeared, I jumped back, freaked out, and quickly grabbed additional tests to confirm what I was sure wasn’t possible. The other tests showed positive one by one, and while the rest is kinda a blur, I know my heart had never felt so full! I crouched on the bathroom floor in tears and praised God like a madwoman. 😂 The long months of pain and disappointment disappeared, and my heart exploded with joy and shock.
Two weeks before finding out I was pregnant, I retweeted one of my favorite authors, Bob Goff. The phrase immediately came back to my mind: “God delights in surprising us.” ❤️ And just minutes before I went into the bathroom and spontaneously decide to take a test, I had been reading Psalm 40:1-4, verses I have clung to the last several months. “I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him. Blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord.”
My hands shook for a good hour. Andrew had gone to work before I tested, so thankfully I had the house to myself to freak out a tad. I messily scribbled prayers in my Bible journal, wrote in my Baby Boswell journal, and I started to plan. I think Jack thought I was having a heart attack. The planner in me had been dying for all these months of not being able to control anything, and I ran down the hallways excitedly and yelled, “I get to plan!!!” 😂 Jack circled around me anxiously as I rapidly cleaned the house and pulled out our “baby box” full of clothes and books and little pieces of our baby dreams. I got busy setting up this to surprise Andrew.
Jack is winking, but I’m 95% sure he has no idea what’s going on still.
The best best best moment ever was finally getting to tell my husband that he was a daddy. I wish I could go back and relive it over and over! He was so surprised and excited, and we were absolute basket cases. Haha. We celebrated with dinner at Longhorn, shopping at Carter’s and Target, and then we finished the night by watching the movie The Kid. ;) It was the best. day. ever.
The next two weeks, we managed to keep the secret (it was torture) so that we could surprise our families together at a fake surprise party right before my birthday. Best birthday ever. (Their reaction is in a video at the end of this post.)
Safe to say they’re excited. 😉
Aunt Gabby and Uncle Tanner were out of town when we told the fam, so they got their own surprise the next night. ;)
I was so excited to tell my best friend, because I’ve had this hedgehog book (she loves hedgehogs lol) for so long waiting to use!
Right after I told Kristi, we had a Hideaway dinner with Brette and spilled the beans with this adorable onesie Kristi bought me. Baby will obviously be a pizza fan. 🍕
I am infinitely glad I videoed everyone’s reactions. I have watched this so many times. 😂 Enjoy our Baby Boswell reaction reel. 😉
More stories, more pictures, more happy things to come. 😊 Thank you all for the overwhelming support and encouragement already. We are so thankful!
P.S. Yes, Jack has begun to prepare. ;)