The day I found out we were having a baby was unforgettable. It was Sept. 10, 2013. I spent the morning at Hoag Hospital with my husband, sister-in-laws and brothers-in-law spending some time with my father-in-law before he went in for a surgery. Once it was time for him to be wheeled in, we left the hospital as a group and had breakfast together at a restaurant nearby in Costa Mesa.
I was expecting a call that day from my doctor, in anticipation of a blood test I took a few days before, but my mind was consumed with praying that my father-in-law’s surgery would be a success and that he would come out of it safe and with no complications. As we finished breakfast, my phone rang. I immediately recognized the phone number, it was my doctor calling and before I answered I braced myself for bad news: “Nisha, today is not about you. The most important thing today is for my father-in-law to come out of surgery with no problems. Don’t get sad, no matter what the test result is.” So with that frame of mind, I stepped away from the table to answer the phone and expected it would be a “negative.”
But as fate would have it, the doctor said, “Nisha, I have wonderful news for you. You my dear are pregnant!” I will never forget that moment, tears immediately filled my eyes and I just started crying and asking, “Are you sure? Are you really sure? This cannot be happening. FINALLY!” As I hung up the phone my first instinct was to run over to Hector, throw my arms around him and scream, “Babe we are going to have our baby!” But I didn’t. The timing, the moment was not right. His mind was focused on my father-in-law and I completely understood. So I wiped my tears, took a moment to thank God, smiled really big and then I walked over to the car where Hector and my brother-in-law and sister-in-laws were waiting. We drove back over to the hospital to continue waiting for my father-in-law’s surgery to be over.
As everyone walked in one by one to the lobby area, I pulled Hector back and said, “Come outside for a second.” I told him I knew it was bad timing, but said, “There is something I have to tell you.” “It was negative, right,” Hector asked, in reference to my call from the doctor (he knew I was expecting test results that day.) And I said, “You’re not going to believe this, but it’s positive. We are going to have a baby! I know this isn’t the right time, but I had to tell you.”
I will never forget the look he gave me, he’s never looked at me that way before. He was so happy, so shocked and so excited. He hugged me super tight, and said, “Wow! Babe the timing is perfect. I cannot believe it, I am so happy.”
After having our moment together in the parking lot of Hoag Hospital, we decided we would keep our wonderful news to ourselves until his dad recovered from surgery. Ever since that day, we haven’t stopped thanking God for answering our prayers.
XO~ A&B’s Mommy