They were bickering—just the usual stress of parenting a toddler. Their 2.5-year-old was in full meltdown mode, and tensions were high. In the middle of it, her husband blurted out, “We need to delay baby number two because we clearly can’t even handle one right now.”
She paused, looked at him, and said, “Well… hold that thought.” Then she walked upstairs, grabbed the pregnancy test she had taken that morning, and came back down with it in hand.
So no, it didn’t go quite as she had planned. But they ended up laughing about it, the tension breaking into a moment they’d never forget.
Later, when it was time to share the news with their son, she put together a little gift bag just for him. Inside was a “Big Brother” shirt and a sweet book about becoming a sibling. He got it. He understood there was a baby coming—and he was going to be a big brother.