I love hearing everybody else’s story of how they told their husbands they were expecting so I wanted to share mine too…
I am SUCH a night owl and David is an early riser and goes into work VERY early. I had taken one negative test a few days earlier and didn’t really expect a positive test. Before heading to bed late one night, I took a test and it was positive…. I thought. I wasn’t 100% sure and didn’t want to wake David up since he was going to be getting up at 5:00 a.m. so there was only one thing to do…. go to bed! Haha the next morning I bought 3 tests, came home and took them all, and they all lit up like a Christmas tree – yes yes and yes!
Since David was still at work I thought it would be fun to come up with something tangible to tell him. That way, I could always remember the moment. I’ve heard my friends tell stories of giving their husbands baby books, journals, and other gifts and think it’s such a fun way to share the news.
I remembered telling David years ago about a poem I had memorized to try out for a drama class in the 5th grade … “my daddy m.d.” – it hung in our powder room growing up. And when I mentioned it he said his dad had that same poem in his office! So I thought it would be fun to give him the poem as a gift and have it framed for the nursery.
He got home and before we headed to dinner I told him I had a gift for him for working so hard the last few months. He unwrapped the gift, read the poem, and then looked at me with the biggest reaction of happiness and shock because he knew exactly what it meant. “We’re expecting!” I said and he smiled so big and gave me the biggest hug ever. It was such a special moment in our den and I love looking at the framed poem and remembering his reaction.
Afterwards we headed to dinner where we both were still in shock and smiling the whole time. At my baby shower my mom gave me the original one that hung in our powder room growing up and now it’s hanging in baby Steele’s nursery:) here is the poem:
Whenever Daddy signs his name, he always writes, M.D.
So people all will know that he belongs to me.
For M.D. means My Daddy, or something just the same,
And that is why he always puts these letters with his name.
Some letters in his name are small, but these are not, you see…
He always makes them big like that cause he’s so proud of me!
