The Secret Comes Out

May 14, 2006 - The story continues....

So we are still in Denver at the airport with a two hour lay over. Ray and I are in need of food. We make our way to a little French cafe inside the airport. Yeah, I know, when you think of Denver, French food is usually not the first thing that comes to mind. But neither does Wolfgang Puck, and he has a restaurant in the airport too!

So inside the French cafe it is almost hard to believe the wonderful soft and quite atmosphere. We order our meals, a salad for me and a pasta dish for Ray. In order to calm his nerves, Ray orders an apple martini.

With our stomachs filled and two apple martinis later, we are both feeling really good. If fact we feel so good that we start giggling like little school girls. ( No, I didn't drink. Those martinis were for Ray's lips only). Then we come up with the wonderful idea of playing on the moving sidewalk. This is really fun. If you ever get the chance to play on those moving sidewalks please do. People will give you the strangest looks and little kids will give you the look of utter jealously.

We must have went around on that sidewalk at least four times before finally settling down at our gate. We still had a good 45 minutes before we started boarding the plane. So Ray and I decide to call our moms and wish them a happy Mother's Day.

Now Ray and I had already decided that we were not going to tell our parents we were pregnant until they came to visit us in July. We both felt it would be better to tell them face to face. But as Ray was calling his mom, we started giving hand singles to each other as to whether or not to tell them now or later. Finally realizing that neither of us are good at keeping secrets for very long we agreed to tell our moms.

Ray's mom was the first. She wished her a Happy Mother's Day and a Happy Grandmother's Day. Her joyful yell could be heard well beyond the cell phone. Frank was excited. Corrina screamed. Christina jumped around. Bruce was very pleased. Both grandmothers were overjoyed and when I finally got a hold of my mom, she did a little song and dance.

Next came our friends. John, (aka, our baby's god-daddy), was almost speechless and Maggie, ( our baby's god-mommy), was definitely surprised. The time went by fast with calls and text messages. Almost half of Arizona now knew we were expecting. When we landed back in Seattle the calls continued well into the evening.

We were invited over to dinner at our friends Max and Elaina's home. They were both excited for us when we told them the good news. We finished the night at home discussing who we still needed to call and email. It was a relief to finally break the news to everyone. The following week would be filled with emails and calls congratulating us and tones of questions about the details of how we found out.

Now came the next big hurdle - going in to see the doctor. Because as we all know, you're never really pregnant until the fat nurse lady says so.