How to be happy at 4 o’clock in the morning

It was four in the morning. I was sleeping. Then things started shaking… an eathquake? No. As soon as I could put my thoughts together I realized that Nadine was trying to wake me up (not an easy task). But why would she disturb my slumber?

“What! What! Is everything ok? Whats wrong?” I proclaimed.

She softly whispered “I’m pregnant.” and rolled over to go back to sleep.

She assumed I’d be too out of it and/or tired to process the news. Her plan was to tell me again in the morning. In her defense I did tell her to let me know the second she ever had such news.

She was right. It took me 30 seconds or so to realize what she told me. Then it hit me. Wait. Uhhhh… did I just hear that correctly? It was my turn to do the shaking. “REALLY?” I asked.

Aparently she got up a few minutes earlier to take the pregancy test. It was less than three weeks ago that we made the decison to start trying for a baby. WOW! that didn’t take long.

While she managed to be cool calm and collected I couldn’t contain my excitement. For the first time ever I was happy at four oclock in the morning. She was started to pull from my energy and was as excited as any normal person could be at four am.

We talked for the next hour about the things we could now look forward to and the challenges we’d soon face. There will be plenty of time to work out the details. But right there in the moment none of that really mattered. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was going to be a dad.

How cool is it to discover this news on Easter morning!

She managed to finally get back to sleep. But I was more awake than I’ve ever been. Thats why I’m writing this at five am. But I’ll need to get as much sleep as I can. I’ve got the feeling I’m going to need it.