Our Saturday night concluded with dinner at home & with Brice asking me if I regretted getting married so young. I was 20 and he was 23. I said no and then asked what he thought – this lead into the most amazing heartfelt answer of him explaining to me that he knew, hands down, from our very first date that we were going to get married and hated that it sounds so crazy, but it was so so true. He shared how much he loved me and how even when things seem rough – he remembers how he’s always known, from the very beginning, that we belong together.

These sweet sentiments caused my eyes to water and spill out ever so slightly! I almost told him right then and there that we were about to embark on our next adventure together, but I just couldn’t do it. At that moment I wanted to be selfish and revel in our love as a tiny family of two for a little while longer.

Sunday – I bought a sweet bottle of bourbon aged at sea and tried to think of a fun, pun filled way to tell Brice. I couldn’t think of anything which was OK, because I wanted to get my blood tested first to be absolutely, 100% positive before I told him.

Monday – Woke up, mind racing. This was the longest I’ve ever kept a secret from Brice! My day was filled with work and calling around to see if I could get a blood pregnancy test taken somewhere, anywhere. I finally got a last minute appointment about 20 mins away from my office so I zipped on over, closed my eyes and clenched my fists as they drew my blood, then left and “patiently” waited for the results… My stomach was in knots for the rest of the day. It’s still up for debate on if it was because I was feeling the first pregnancy effects or if I was anxious about the results. I’m going with the latter. I wasn’t really sure what result I was hoping for.

Tuesday – Today was a big day. Brice started his new job and left the house around 5 am. At 7:25 am I received an email with the results. Pregnant. I decided I would tell Brice tonight. The evening came and went with no “opportune moment”. I gave up on waiting for the perfect time and decided that nothing is ever in perfect timing… obviously. I swore to myself I would tell him on Wednesday. No matter what.

Wednesday – October 26th 2016 – After looking up “cute fun ways to tell your hubby your pregnant” and scrolling through a billion ideas I decided to just make him a card and give it to him along with the bourbon – to be opened the day Baby B is born 🙂 I found the bag that Brice gave me my 27th birthday present in (that present in June included a card that said he was ready when I was to start growing our family – but things had drastically changed in the past 4 months) and plopped in the bourbon, homemade card, and the 2 positive pregnancy tests.

After dinner we sat down on the couch and I brought out the bag of ‘goodies’. Brice could tell it was a bottle of bourbon and he recalls thinking – cool, Beks got me a ‘Congrats on the new job’ present. He skipped opening the bottle and went straight to the card. The front of it was cute – It was covered in donuts and said:

“I donut know what I would do without you!” 

He gave me that look of, that’s so corny but I know how much you love puns so I’ll smile and chuckle a little. Then he flipped it over. The back had shadows of mountains and simply said:

B³ Adventures

He stared at the card, looked up at me, then stared back at the card. My eyes began to fill with tears of joy, excitement, fear, a whole gamut of emotions really. We sat in silence as he processed in 5 minutes, what I had 5 full days to processes. To be honest – his reaction was 100% the exact same as my reaction when I took the first pregnancy test, then the second, then the blood test. We shared tears, nervous laughs and then Brice took Sharma for a walk. As he was out walking I couldn’t help but wonder exactly how he felt.

The shocker for us was that we had heard about friends who had tried to get pregnant for quite a few months and some even years before it happened. I think it taking a little bit helps prepare you and build your excitement at the possibility of having a baby. The longer you try, the greater your excitement when you find out your pregnant. Well – Brice has strong swimmers and I’m fertile myrtle so the excitement only had about 2 months to build up – but then was lost & forgotten about with the loss of job.

When Brice returned he apologized for not being more excited. It was an apology that didn’t need extending. We shared that we were both happy, but nervous and scared at the same time. At this intense moment of vulnerability, my husband demonstrated the characteristics that I value most in this world. Faith, Love, and humility. I laid on the floor as he placed a hand on my stomach and spoke his first words to our unborn child. He told our child that it was already loved and would be loved for the rest of its life. He prayed for strength, courage, and health. His tears kissed my stomach with a love so tangible that I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that this was the man God made for me. The one who was meant to be my partner in life, the father of my children, and the leader of my family.

-Beka