Here is the photo we shared announcing that we were pregnant – it’s “how we told them!”
It was the night of my 27th birthday that I found out I was pregnant with our baby girl, Olivia.
Earlier that evening, we had celebrated my birthday with my family at a bowling alley. We had a great time and even enjoyed sushi and beer. After a few bites of sushi, a weird feeling started settling in. Let’s just say I didn’t feel good at all.
After wrapping up the evening with my family, I finally told my husband that I wasn’t feeling well and wanted to take a pregnancy test. Once we got home, I went ahead and took one and left it on the bathroom counter to change and hang up my clothes. My husband, Dave, went to use the bathroom and leaned over and saw a big “+” sign. The test was positive. He then yelled “hey babe, you’re pregnant” and I replied “wait, what? Omg you’re kidding!” I literally thought he was lying.
Sure enough, I was pregnant. Who would’ve known…
HE TOLD ME!
Celebrating with our family and close friends at our gender reveal. It’s a GIRL!
Before we knew it, it was months later and we were celebrating with family again, but for our gender reveal…
I then thought – for sure, hands down – that it was a BOY! I always dreamed that I would be a “boy mom” and convinced my husband that it was a boy as well. He was so excited! I mean, what guy wouldn’t want a boy as their first child?
We then planned our gender reveal a couple days after Hurricane Irma hit. Although the hurricane ruined our original plans, we still made it happen and it was great! We invited some friends and family over to reveal that we already knew was a “it’s a boy!” celebration. My husband and I were so confident that it was a boy, we even wore blue.
Well, it was such a beautiful and fun reveal that…well…
IT WAS A GIRL!
WE. WERE. BEYOND. SURPRISED!
We did not expect a girl at all. Now it’s two years later and although we are not in a rush, we talk about having another one. And, get this – Dave wants another girl!
