The feeling of being with Colt was the same, but the excitement was what made it even better.
I knew we were going to go home and have sex in crazy places, but just knowing that we HAD done that got me all excited again.
Since Colt and I were desperately trying to make a baby, we started really paying attention to my ovulation cycle. After four months worth of cycles went by, I was losing all hope of being able to ever get pregnant. Colt never gave up hope and assured me that it would happen for us. He said we were meant to be parents.
Five months after our honeymoon I was on my way to the pharmacy to buy a test. It was the first time I had been late since we had been trying. I remember my hands profusely shaking as I paid the cashier for the little box with two sticks inside that could determine our future. I was half-tempted to run into the bathroom in the back and pee on them before even leaving the store.
My breasts had been tender and I felt so irritable a week before purchasing the tests. Colt was so sure of himself, never giving up hope that I had a baby growing inside of me. It was hard peeing on the stick while he stood there watching me, but I knew he was just as excited as I was. This was an unforgettable moment and I knew he wanted to be there for every second of it. It turned out he had to turn the water on so that my bladder would actually wet the stick. We stood there like two little kids waiting for Christmas, just watching for two blue lines. Finally, after about thirty seconds I pulled him out of the bathroom. We stood at the edge of the door like it had some magic barrier preventing us from entering until the three minutes were up.
We didn’t have a stopwatch and hadn’t noted the time when we exited, so we just stood there staring at each other. After what felt like twenty minutes, but was actually four or five, we ran into the bathroom and stood there staring at the little blue lines. Of course, I couldn’t believe it was positive, so I ended up peeing on the second stick and waiting another three minutes to see the same results.
Colt hugged me so tight, kissing me all over my face. He picked me up and started spinning me around the bathroom. “We’re goin’ to have a baby. Woohoo! Oh Darlin’, I’m just so excited.”
He finally set me down, but not before he kissed me again. “I can’t believe this is finally happenin’.”
“When can we tell everyone?” He asked excited.
I stood there and just started crying against his chest. For so long I had been afraid that we couldn’t conceive. I was overwhelmed with emotions just knowing that I had a real baby growing inside of me, a baby that was made out of pure love and passion for each other. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced.
“Oh Colt, I can’t believe this is finally happening. We’re going to be a family, a real family baby.” He held me tight, spinning me around in circles.
Happy tears were shared between both of us, leaving us in momentary bliss. I was happier than I had ever been in my entire life. I had the most handsome and loving man as my husband, a beautiful home, a family that loved me, wonderful friends and my first child growing inside of me. Our life was perfect and Colt was the reason. He gave me it all, and I would be forever in awe with his devotion to me.
For the next four weeks, we managed to keep my pregnancy a secret. Colt had a more difficult time than me, especially being around his mother all of the time. For a while I thought he caved and told her, but I knew he hadn’t when I saw the look on her face when she did find out.
We had our normal family Sunday dinner. Conner had already left and Lucy was doing the dinner dishes. While Aunt Karen and my mother in law were gossiping during our card game, Colt cleared his throat and stood up from the table. They both looked and watched as he pulled me to stand next to him. He looked down into my eyes with the biggest smile I had ever seen before. He never looked away from me as he began to speak. “Savanna and I have somethin’ important to share.”
Colt’s mother literally yelped and stood up holding her hand on her heart. “OH MY GOD, YOUR PREGNANT?”
We both turned to face her as we started laughing and shaking our heads to confirm. Both of the middle-aged women came running to our side of the table, throwing their arms around us and feeling on my belly.
His mother cried for nearly an hour, pulling us into the living room to talk about her excitement some more. She offered to basically buy me anything my heart desired in preparation for our special delivery. As much as I appreciated her thought, Colt and I could afford to do it all ourselves and we wanted to. This was our first child and we were ecstatic.
For the past six months, I had done nothing but think about baby matters. I had a nursery designed in my head. I knew what bedding I wanted and what kind of diapers I preferred. I had already filled out information on cloth diapers and had them mailing me several coupons a month. I researched nipples and what type of bottles gave the least amount of gas. One day I had gone out to a department store and ended up trying out several strollers and car seats. I was so ready for this, so ready to give Colt the family that he wanted so badly.