I was laying in bed at our place in wrigley. I don’t think it was all that late and I cannot remember which day of the week it was. It was something like the 26th of June 2006. I’m going to figure it out that date sooner or later. I can’t believe I don’t remember. But what I do remember is this …
As I lay there Cari comes into the bedroom and begins to talk to me about this little test she apparently just took. I didn’t believe her at first. She went, purchased the test kit, and took it without letting me know. In my effort to find that precisedate I came across an e-mail between her and a girlfriend where she hadn’t had a period since mid-may and before she spent the summer drinking herself silly she figured she might want to take a test. So there we were. With this little plus sign on this kit thinking to ourselves OMG what are we going to do! Of course we knew what to do, it’s not like we were preventing or anything. We were almost speechless. Our lives were forever changed at that very moment … well maybe our lives changed a little before that.
I think we pinpointed the actual day of conception to be the night of a friends wedding. Whether that’s accurate or not it resulted in a story we told many times over. We weren’t shy about it. The funny thing is that we shared the room that night. So we weren’t alone. Our roomy knows. She laughed about it with us. She actually told us she’s a deep sleeper & encouraged any extra curricular activies.
So now what do we do??? We need to tell people of course!
Cari couldn’t keep a secret. No way. Never. We knew the risks of telling people too early. Good friends of ours, and a handful since, have had the joy of announcing their pregnancy followed by the pain involved in letting people know the baby(ies) was lost. So we just said, wtf we’re going to tell everyone anyways. But first we’re going to have a party and try to keep it a secret.
Cari always had fun. Social smoking & drinking wasn’t uncommon. I often nagged her about smoking but my efforts failed until that day we learned we were expecting. She stopped cold turkey.
So now she’s not smoking, which okay we might be able to get away with that, but she’s not drinking either??? Somebody is going to notice. It’s Cari. We’re having a party for a bunch of our friends & fam at our place by wrigley … on the corner of crazy and insane as we would call it … steps away from the ballpark. She’s expected to have beer in hand regardless of location but especially here where basically everyone lives within walking distance.
There’s no way were going to make it through this party without spilling the beans. Neither of us could keep the secret. Ironically we both, without knowing, told the same couple. I told him & she told her. That was pretty funny. And then we went and told each other what we had just done. But I think people suspected it 100%. We weren’t preventing and I think she made that known to more people than me. And seeing Cari without some sort of drink was all too difficult to hide. The secret was out.