You’re Having A Baby?! Congratulations!

I remember when we found out we were expecting. I was sick the entire first trimester, so hiding it was impossible.

Once we hit 13 weeks, we were so excited!

I was feeling better and the reality was starting to sink in. We are having a baby! We wanted to tell everyone we knew and post every single baby update on Facebook.

I was never into babies or small children before I was pregnant, but suddenly I couldn’t get enough of them.

Looking back, we were precious.

Adorable, really.

We knew on some level that we were naive and didn’t know what we were in for, but man, we REALLY didn’t know what we were in for.

I met a sweet young man the other day. He is expecting a baby. He and his wife are just a few weeks in.

In retrospect, I’m certain the second I walked into the Verizon store with my tiny one’s in tow, he was just waiting for his chance to tell me.

I was not in a good way.

I had woken up late and didn’t have time to shower or put make-up on before we left for a play date. My hair was thrown into a disheveled ponytail.

At the end of the play date, Z was more misbehaved than I have ever seen her. Sometimes she doesn’t listen, but she was being a big-time punk about it. And it was making me CRAZY.

The boy was antsy because he needed a nap.

And of course, the reason I was at the Verizon store in the first place, my phone broke while we were at the play date.

In case you missed that last part, my phone was not working.

Black screen.

No little apple.

Nothing.

Enter Verizon store and beaming father-to-be Verizon employee that couldn’t wait to talk babies with me.

I was a disaster on the verge of tears.

The girl wanted to play with the brightly colored phone cases. She kept pulling them down and saying, “Mommy, look at all these pretty phones!”

The boy wanted to run around and touch everything. Did I mention he was covered in PB&J? He was.

It wasn’t until I noticed he only had one sock on, that I was finally able to see the humor in the situation.

Crazy, overwhelmed mom with two very young children about to lose it in the middle of a Verizon store. Doing her best to keep her cool while a nice young man just wanted to talk about finding out the sex of his child.

I told him they can be a lot more fun than I’m making them look.

He laughed and said, “Yeah, people are telling me that!”

As a mom of two I have a ton of “wisdom” to share with expecting parents.

That’s why I have this blog. I write it all down. If anybody wants my opinion or advice, they can find it rather easily.

So, instead of bestowing my parenting gems on this poor sap, I just said, “Everybody will want to give you unsolicited advice. Instead of doing that, I’ll just say Congratulations!”

And then once again before leaving, after no progress was made on my dead phone, I said, “Congratulations! That is so exciting!”

I should get a freaking medal.

What type of advice do you give expecting parents? Or do you keep it to yourself?