Breaking the news to family

I had my first prenatal appointment today. It was after work and I was so tired that he could have said absolutely anything after, “congratulations you’re pregnant”. I just smiled. I probably looked like I was a heavy drug user because he seemed a little concerned about my lack of enthusiasm.

After the appointment I called my parents and then Kurt called his mom.

Kurt’s phone call to his mom - oh that was just one funny phone call! Kurt started with…”so what are your plans for Christmas?”

She was completely confused and said, “uuummm it’s February, planning ahead a little aren’t we?”

Kurt said, “I was thinking we should have it here”

She was still confused, didn’t know how to answer, “uuuhh well, uumm…”

So then Kurt said, “Cause you want to see your grandkid don’t you?”

“WHAT?!?!” I swear it’s amazing his mother hasn’t died from a heart attack already. She said, “Why didn’t you tell me anything?!”

Kurt says, “Well Erica’s only seven weeks pregnant right now. It’s not like I keep you THAT in the dark.” Kurt had no idea that between the fact that we did not see his mother last year for Christmas and the way he presented it to her she actually thought that we had already unleashed a new child on the world. Meanwhile I’m sitting on the other end of the couch laughing my ass off.

She calmed down a bit and says, “oh!” then Kurt said that we didn’t want to travel with a two month old baby yadda yadda yadda. The way the news was broke to her I think she’s probably too shocked to be happy, but she kept saying how cool it was.