Telling Clay.....

I thought I would share the story about how I told Clay about the pregnancy. I found out the Friday morning before Memorial Day. I had taken two HPTs and they were both positive. I immediately called my regular doctor and went in for a blood test. Clay was golfing that afternoon so I knew I had a couple of hours to figure out how to tell him. It has been an ongoing joke for a couple of months with a guy from church about when i was going to have a "bun in the oven." Well I looked online for some creative ways to tell a spouse, and sure enough this was the best I could come up with. I actually put a bun in the oven.


I told Clay to go look in the oven. He opened it up and said "why is there a bun in the oven?" Then he took the plate out and saw the tests.
He asked if it was real. (He really thought I would kid about that?) I had my camera out and I was taking pictures, but he was fixing to get in the shower. He wanted me to wait until after his shower so he could be in nice clothes for pictures. So I put the plate back in the oven. I guess that we were so overwhelmed with excitement that we forgot about the plate. That is only the beginning of the story. The next morning I woke up and decided to make blueberry muffins, so I set the oven to pre-heat. About 5 minutes later I smelled something burning and then remembered what was in the oven!


I hollered for Clay (he was still in bed). I was able to blow it out without having to use the fire extinguisher. Clay was not happy that I woke him up to such stupidity. If you know us, this part of the story won't surprise you at all! It sounds totally like something I would do. Anyway, a funny story to go in the baby book!