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Hunny, I’m Pregnant.

I have been so busy creating my new business {!!!!!} and have been out of the blogging loop! So I thought I’d write a little post about something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. So many friends are getting pregnant around me, it makes me SO excited. I love babies. And apparently this is baby season.

It was March 10th, 2013. A Sunday. I was out and about shopping… I remember specifically walking into Target in Chandler, AZ. My tummy wasn’t feeling right and I was due for my monthly so I just figured that’s what was wrong with me. Each step on that concrete walking toward Target, my thoughts got the best of me and I started thinking… What if these were pregnancy feelings? I mean I never have felt them before so how would I know?

I finished up at Target and Mitchell wanted to go to Ikea to pick out an entertainment center… So we did. The whole time I kept thinking… what if……?

I had a list. I had a list of what I WAS GOING to do if I found out I was pregnant. Creative ways to tell Mitchell… Creative ways to tell the family… Creative ways to tell everyone else… But that list VANISHED from my memory as my stomach turned at the thought… what if……?

So we went home. Mitchell spent a little bit of time putting the entertainment center together, while I ran upstairs to take a pregnancy test. The dang test didn’t even make it to the counter top to give it the “3-5 minutes before reading the test” before the two little lines made their appearance.

I always wanted to be a Mom. I loved on my nieces and nephew as if they were my own. I babysat my little heart out since I was 13 years old. To say being a Mom was in my blood was an understatement. That is until I had the test. And the test said positive.

Nerves ran through my body. I had a BAZILLION thoughts run through my head. Like “I hope the little baby is okay”, “am I going to be a good mom?”, “I need to call the OBGYN right now” and “What am I going to do” and “Is this really happening” and “HOW AM I GOING TO TELL MITCHELL.” My list flew out the window hours earlier and I honestly knew I could not gather all my goods to do what was on said list ANYWAYS to complete this “creative announcement” to Mitchell that was on that list. I couldn’t even make it down the STAIRS without wanting to tell him, so how could I possibly go one night without telling him?!

I calmly walked down the stairs and told Mitchell “come here I want to show you something.” Looking back, I have no idea why I didn’t take the test with me but I obviously wasn’t in the right mind. So we tread on up the stairs to the bathroom and I show him the test. “So what does this mean?” I couldn’t mutter a word. I just held my mouth waiting for it to sink into his brain.

We hugged… I never cried. I think I was more shocked and scared than anything. My hormone scare the previous October pretty much still had the effect on my mind so I wanted to MAKE SURE the baby was okay.

We headed over to Oreganos and had a nice dinner. We talked about this little ones future… Threw out some names we liked and tried to figure out a CREATIVE WAY to tell the family since my list was long gone. 🙂

It was a special day. One that I can still feel how I felt then. The smell of a pizza cookie still brings me back to that day.

Sometime thereafter, this video circulated Facebook. It was so touching to me. Still makes me cry. It was so beautifully done. So here’s my favorite video of a Mama sharing the pregnancy news to her husband.


I thought I would share a little jingle a made with a FREE PRINTABLE! Feel free to use this for your pregnancy announcement if you’d like! Pin/Share/Forward! Just click the following image and save to your computer. Should be 8×10 sizing so you can shrink it if you’d like 😉 Would be PERFECT in a gift box next to your pregnancy test! Or wrapped up with a little teddy bear… or something else sentimental to your husband!

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How did you tell your husband you were pregnant? I’d love to know! Comment below or shoot me over an email 🙂



The Sentimental Mama

Bre. Geiger