August 29, 2010

August 9

Bill's downstairs working on his timesheet.  I can't wait anymore.  One minute later, because I couldn't wait for three:

I thought this might be the case, but seeing the word YES+ makes it a little more real.
As I walk downstairs it's hard to hide my smile.  Bill's sitting at the kitchen table.  I walk over to him and stand there waiting.  He's doing math and adding up hours so I just wait.  He looks up at me.
"We're having a baby." 
"Yes, I wouldn't joke about this!" 
His face lights up and he gives me a hug.

We're gonna have a baby.