We told the kids about the baby a few days after the line turned pink because one, I was SO excited to share our news, and two, I started feeling sick immediately and we didn’t want the kids to worry about mom, which they have a tendency to do with their complicated histories.   The big night arrived and not only did I mentally prepare my entire monologue, but I also had each child’s perfect reaction planned, sad to say, it did not go quite as I had expected.  The night began, and I giddily declared, “KIDS, gather around, we have something very exciting to tell you!” 

Ryan and I lovingly looked towards one another and then circled our gazes slowly around the family room, taking in each of the expectant expressions on our six angelic like faces. 

I continued, slowly, building the anticipation factor,

“Josh and Jada are no longer going to be the babies in our family…..” 

I paused to let that statement sink in, thinking one of the brighter members of the family would catch on.  They did not.

Instead we heard mass confusion, “Why? Are they going to first grade?  Are we getting a puppy?  Are we adopting a baby?!?!” 

Never in in their wildest imaginations did it actually cross their minds that their mother could be with child.

“No, I began slowly, looking at Ryan for inspiration and perseverance,

“I have a baby growing in my stomach.”

Dead Silence.

Caleb quickly flashed a frantic look towards Tate, Tate quickly turned bright red and became very interested in a crumb on the floor as the first thought that flashed through both of their minds was the undeniable fact in realizing that their parents had completed The Act that their special book had informed them about, the special book that we gave them last year when they began to have some questions about the birds and the bees, a special book which made for very entertaining blog material in Sex On A Stick.  It was in that moment when my sons averted their gazes to avoid eye contact with their mother at all costs when I realized, gone were the days when the simple explanation of “God put a baby in mommy’s tummy” could suffice as an explanation. 

Caleb, the inquisitive one, charged right in with a question, very first born like, asking,

“So, when exactly did it happen?” 

Me, eyes darting back and forth, like a deer caught in headlights, thinking,

“Like the day and time, the moment?  What exactly are you looking for son???” 

He was, I know him well, looking for the exact time that his book spoke of, that time when a daddy and a mommy are really close and love each other very, very much and the daddy gets so close to the mommy that the daddy’s sperm connects with the mommy’s egg and their special love makes a baby.

  OH MY WORD….

I felt like I was residing in the most awkward moment in the entire universe.  Unbeknownst to me, the following day would bring an even more precious moment that would make this particular moment seem as tame as our traditional Christmas cookie decorating.  I then joined Tate in having an excessive interest in the crumb on the floor while Ryan picked up where I left off.   

Tate, shuffling his feet, still looking at the floor, decided to chime in, “It’s just kind of weird to be a ten year old and my mom is having a baby,”

Uh, I’m sorry son, but I’m not a fifty year old woman giving birth.  This did actually happen previously only 4 years ago with the birth of your brother Joshua.  

Mya, “I knew you weren’t too old for God to put a baby in your tummy.”  My little Abraham

Mabel, “THERE’S NOT A BABY IN YOUR TUMMY!”  My little Thomas.

Come child, put your finger in my ever increasing midline and feel the squish.

Stay tuned…. It only gets better….

 

Just Keep Livin!!

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