Santa sure had a few surprises in store this year. And by Santa, I mean Sarah and Dave.
We had been hiding a little secret since just after Thanksgiving and thought that Christmas would be the perfect time to pop the news to family.
There was a little gift on the way that would turn moms into grandmas, brothers into uncles and flip our lives up side down forever.
My sweet husband drove almost all the way from California up to Utah (10 hours) because I was entering the violently ill stage of pregnancy. So began my attempts to fake it like a pro when all I really wanted to do was curl up, vomit and die. Somehow I held it together even through after-dinner conversations about the nitty, gritty and gross of childbirth. Ironically through this conversation, no one still had a clue but when you get a bunch of fresh moms together the “war stories” come out!
I even managed to successfully BS an answer when Andy asked me point blank, “So when are you guys having kids?”
The wait was worth it though and Christmas morning was a priceless memory.
On New Years Eve, as my brother opened his “Certificate of Uncleship” and my mom opened her grandmother’s bracelet, I was also glad I had waited to tell her in person. The rest of the family mostly expressed shock, but in true mother fashion I got a huge hug and a few tears.
Christmas provided an especially poignant time to reflect on the feelings of a mother. As I looked at the Nativities that sat on tabletops and listened to songs about the Savior’s birth, Mary’s feelings became very raw and very real to me. Her strength and courage took on a whole new meaning as I pondered what she had gone through. It was a great way to start out my experience as a mother, realizing how sacred the responsibility really is.
Merry Christmas!
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