Day 1

Pee on me and I predict your future

Today’s Friday. My wife’s period is now officially a week overdue. That’s good news. This is the end of our first month of really trying. (And I mean really trying — like every other day trying for two straight weeks. That’s a whole ‘nuther blog post in itself.)

My wife and I decided that if her period had not started by Friday, then she would do a home pregnancy test. Sort of a great way to kick off the weekend. (And to be honest, deep down, I think we both knew that her missing her period, in conjunction with us trying so many times, meant she probably was pregnant. But an HPT would be a nice reassurance.)

In true Papi Nuevo form, I first went to my favorite website consumerreports.org and researched the best HPTs to buy. (FYI, Winner: First Respose Early Result Pregnancy Test.)

So then I did what so many teenagers have done before me: I marched on down to my local Target to buy an HPT. It was weird buying it, because I have a mental image that most people run in, grab an HPT, and that’s the only item they purchase.

I, on the other hand, had a shopping list with me. It’s kind of weird to be so laissez faire about a monumental event that can change my life forever. I found it humorous that I was purchasing an HPT along side some rather mundane grocery items, like: more floss, whole wheat muffins, extra disposable razors, etc. My brain starting thinking of what would be the best combination of items to buy, in order to confuse the Target staff: HPT, Vaseline, wire hangers?

Tangential note: I ended up buying the First Response Early Result Pregnancy Test GOLD. After all, gold must be better, right? I think the difference was it had a digital read out with a clear “YES” or “NO” display. Either way, it was only $2 more, and after debating awhile, I decided my unborn child’s future could be worth an extra $2.

So I got home. The wife was still at work, and since I work at home, I had little to do Friday afternoon, so it seemed like a good time to fire up Halo 3. I realize this is the first post, but I can already guarantee you readers that down the road sometime, my love of Halo 3 is going to be a major sticking point in this whole “baby thing.” Time will tell…

My wife got home at about 6pm, and I danced around her like an excited puppy until she was ready to trudge upstairs and pee on the stick. And let’s be straight about this, as this may be a recurring theme throughout this blog: I was/am VERY excited to have a baby. I can’t wait. I’m 33, and am pumped. I’m ready to be a daddy.

My wife called me up and said, “So do you want to see the results?” Well, I was in the middle of a Team Slayer game on Halo… and there are very few things in life that will pull me away from that. (Quitting in the middle affects your game ranking and your online reputation.) I’ll admit, I hesitated at first, but decided that the HPT results might be a tad more important than my game. (If only slightly.)

The read-out said “+YES” so it looks like all systems are ‘go.’ And the best part is, instead of being flooded with emotions such as, “Oh my goodness, what are we going to do? This is going to change things!”  My initial thoughts were, “Oh boy, this is going to be fun.”

So yeah, I’m pretty darn excited.